Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Animals As Teachers



"Everyone and everything in the world is our teacher. Every animal who crosses our path teaches us an important lesson whether we realize it or not. Perhaps they are teaching us patience, unconditional love, tolerance, gratitude or how to be kind to others, even when we are experiencing pain. We have much to learn from the animals, if only we are open to the lesson."


Many thanks to Annette Fisher, Executive Director of Happy Trails Farm Animal Sanctuary, Ravenna, OH for this paragraph found in her monthly newsletter.


Happy New Year! Always remember to Appreciate Your Pet!

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Dialogue with My Deceased Dog

I'll get straight to the point. I do believe there are people who can "communicate" with animals. 

I contacted well-respected animal communicator Anita Curtis. I've used her services several times before and I can honestly say she is very accurate. This is done over the phone. She has no photo or description of the dog except name, color and size. No other details about ears, nose, tail, length of hair, etc. are given.

But I'm still skeptical, as most of us are.

It had been only two weeks since Yago passed away. Here's what Anita related to me when she "contacted" my dog. Her "interpretation" of what Yago was telling her (and not verbally, but more than likely in pictures or energies)are bold faced.  They are in the order in which I received them.

 I did not ask questions. I was interested in what Yago had to say.  

My comments (not necessarily to Anita, but to myself) are in italics.
  
Skeptics, are you ready? Read on. 

"Did Yago have any problems with his teeth?"
 (Yes, he did. One in the back was cracked. It was difficult for him to chomp on bones or anything really chewy. He did his best, though.)

"Did Yago have any liver or kidney problems?" 
(I never had an official diagnosis, but it is what I personally suspected. He had been dribbling urine for over a year, and only recently could not even lift his leg to urinate.)

"He was not in a great deal of pain, but he was very uncomfortable. I see something "digestive" - a tightness, farther back. Perhaps cancer."
(She was right. Yago had been uncomfortable for several months.He had lost weight and was very thin despite eating all of his food each day. I could tell by looking at him. Two nights before he passed, he just couldn't get comfortable enough to even sleep. He yelped frequently. He did have an appetite, but he couldn't keep anything down. On the morning of the day he passed, he was vomiting blood. He did still have an appetite, so I reasoned that it was something "farther back".)
 
"He says a Spirit Dog helped him to cross over. It took him 2 days. He was not afraid but was sad. This Spirit Dog was big - a red/orange color and had big ears that stood straight up." 
(OK, look at Yago' pictures on this blog. Same color as the Spirit Dog and same big ears. I got kind of a weird feeling with this statement.  While still in Arkansas, my farrier told me he knew Yago's father. "He was a big red orange dog," he told me. Somehow I remembered when Anita made this statement.)

"Nothing hurts him now. He says he is still with you. He is with you in the room where the cups are hanging".
(I fed him  each day in a small room in our show barn where we had coffee mugs hanging across the sink. This is also the same room where we gave him his treats each day after watering the horses.)

"He loved being a male dog. He wants to come back as a male dog again. He doesn't want to live in a house - he didn't like being "house broken". He liked his freedom."
(Yago did not like being in our house. His home was our big show horse barn. He loved his "lookout" at the top of the stairs leading to our house. He had 15 acres to roam at will. He could go outside at any time. Inside, he could run, sniff, chase cats and get lots of attention from our boarders. With his heavy fur coat, the house was just too hot for him.)

"Was there another dog with him? He is not feeling "family ties". This dog bothered him when he tried to sleep. He's calling her a "pest".
(Yago lived with his daughter Yuka. She did pester him a lot - she was younger and had more energy. They were always together - playing, hunting, and competing for attention.)

"He wants to come back to you. Before it gets really cold."
(I'm not sure I'm ready for a new dog yet.)
 "How would I know the dog I pick is him?" I asked.

"He says you will know by the way he looks at you."
(Yago always did have this funny way of staring and making a soft humming noise when he really wanted something. He was really good at staring to get what he wanted.)

"When you are ready, contact me and I will tell you if this new dog is your Yago."

I thanked Anita for her time and the fifteen-minute session was ended. 

I leave it to you as readers to make up your own minds about this subject matter. 

Those of you finding any validity in this transcript of animal communication may choose to try it yourself. Contact Anita Curtis by clicking here.