A while ago, I did a post about a conversation I had with my dog, Dolce. We used to have a cat also. His name was Mints and we had him from the time that he was a kitten, but he passed away in his 13th year. We don’t know exactly what happened… we just kinda found him in pieces on our front lawn one afternoon (sorry about that mental image). It was just a few years ago that I began learning and practicing animal communication, so I never got a chance to practice with Mints when he was alive. I decided to have a little chat with him this weekend (and, for those of you who are wondering, you can communicate JUST as easily with a deceased animal, as you can with a living one):
Me: How did you feel about your life with us?
Mints: Living with you was all that I needed it to be – it was all that I wanted. Even more, if you ask me. I just wish that you could have arranged more time for us to be together, to spend quality time in each other’s arms and heads and hearts.
Me: What would we have done if I had?
Mints: We would have… (Shows an image of him nuzzling my face and purring. I used to push him away most of the time when he tried to cuddle with me because he’d get cat hair everywhere.)
Me: How did you feel about Dolce living with us?
Mints: Dolce was a barbarian, if you ask me. He still is. You need to control him. Ask him to stand still. It won’t hurt him.
Me: He really misses you. You were his best friend.
Mints: And he was mine. I loved him till the day I died. I just didn’t want to be subjected to his whims and desires and boisterous behaviour. (Now, that I’m reading this again as I’m typing, I’m remembering that when Dolce was still a puppy, he used to try and mount Mints.)
Me: He wants to do a session so you guys can talk and spend some time together.
Mints: I’d be open to that.
Me: Do you still visit with us sometimes?
Mints: Naturally. I’d like to be part of your time travel affairs – your time spent on the other side. (He’s talking about my holistic therapy sessions. It’s totally normal for the spirits of other animals to come and help me in my sessions with clients.)
Me: That can be arranged.
Mints: (Flicks his tail with satisfaction.)
Me: I wish I’d learned animal communication before you died…
Mints: I know. It’s hard.
Me: Were you really depressed when we first brought Dolce home? (He seemed very depressed for a couple of weeks afterward – we didn’t see much of him during that time and when we did, he usually kept his distance from us.)
Mints: I was mildly disappointed. Took the attention off me.
Mints: (Shows an image of my sister, snuggling with him.) Naturally. I liked her.
Me: You were so cute!
Mints: I know. (He sounds pleased with himself.) I wish I could have stayed.
Me: Tell me about how you died.
Mints: We don’t have to talk about that.
Me: I want to. I want to know! For closure…
Mints: Okay, I’ll tell you. I fell… (Shows an image of him running towards our house) So scared. (Suddenly a large dog – a wolf? a coyote? – appears in front of him.) There were so many of them. All at once, they were surrounding me. Confusion.
Me: I’m sorry you went through that. I’m most sorry that you were afraid – that you knew you were probably going to die and were afraid. I’m sorry that you suffered.
Mints: It’s okay.
Me: Why is it okay?
Mints: Because I’m here, now.
Mints: Where you can see me. (Smiles.)
Me: Mints, do you think that you’ll ever return to us in physical form? (It’s common for animals to reincarnate and return to human families that they’ve loved.)
Mints: Of course I will!
Me: You will?!
Mints: Of course.
Mints: I don’t know. When I’m ready.
Me: Well, how will we know that it’s you?
Mints: Because I’ll tell you. Keep your eyes peeled.
Me: Is there anything that you want to share with the readers of my blog? Is there anything you want to tell them?
Mints: I would tell them to care more about pets and animals. We bruise easily. Be more spontaneous. Play like a dog or cat.
Me: Thank you, Mints.
Mints: Thank YOU.
Me: I love you.
Mints: I miss/love you, too.