I have a special treat for you this week 😉 I thought it would be sort of cool to give you a taste of what it’s like to speak with an animal. This weekend I had some one-on-one time with my dog and got his permission to share his a’s to my q’s with the human world. (“Really!?!? You would tell them you can talk to me?!!”)
*Before we get into it, I just want to clarify that I’m not an Animal Communicator/ Animal Psychic. I do use animal communication in my sessions, but I don’t do full sessions where I’m just communicating with an animal. My sessions are what some of us in the holistic community like to refer to as ‘blended sessions’ – they include a variety of holistic energy therapy modalities (Reiki, Body Scans, Crystal Therapy, Animal Communication, etc.). The reason I decided to go this route is that it offers the best possible chance of helping a human get to the core of their animal companion’s issues. You can’t always determine why a cat is spraying all over the house, or why a horse is behaving aggressively, or why a dog tears up the floors and walls simply by talking to them. Sometimes you can… but sometimes you need to have other tools in your kit.*
The following is my conversation with my dog, Dolce.
I’ll have to ask him next time if he likes having his picture taken…
Me: What do you think of all the decorations Mom and Taryn put up?
Dolce: They’re nice – they make the place sparkly.
Me: Why do you try to take the icicles? (Dolce likes to steal the sparkly plastic icicle decorations off the Christmas tree when we’re not looking.)
Dolce: I don’t know… I like them.
Me: What about eating them satisfies you?
Dolce: The way they snap like twigs. I like the crunch.
Me: Was it you who twisted the table cloth on the small table in the living room the other day? Did you try pulling it down?
Dolce: It wasn’t me.
Dolce: No, I didn’t do it. (I can tell that he’s telling the truth.)
Me: Do you get really bored around here?
Dolce: Not usually – just when you guys are away.
Me: How are your hind legs feeling? (He’s been getting sudden, sharp pains shooting through his legs every so often for the past couple of months.)
Dolce: They’re pretty good.
Me: Are they still hurting you?
Dolce: Seems to have gone away, now.
Me: Why do you lick your paws so much, lately?
Dolce: Because they’re so itchy! I can’t stand it!
Me: Do you like the special water I give you? (Every once in a while, I give him some crystal elixir water along with his regular water dish.)
Dolce: Sometimes I do; sometimes I don’t. (This makes senses – he doesn’t always drink it, but other times he licks the bowl dry.)
Me: Do you prefer the company of big dogs or little dogs? (Dolce shows me an image of a big dog – a Golden Retriever. To him, this would be a big dog, because Dolce is a 15 lbs Shi-Poo.)
Dolce: Because they’re stronger than me.
Me: Why is that good? (Dolce shows an image of the big dog standing in front of him, protecting him.)
Me: Do you ever wish you had a girlfriend?
Me: What would she be like?
Dolce: Small and curious and fun to be around…
Me: What else?
Dolce: I don’t know – that’s a trouble question.
Dolce: Because I don’t know what I want. I haven’t met enough dogs my own age to know what I like.
Me: What have you liked about the dogs you have met?
Dolce: Shy, curious, playful/ play back (he means that when he is feeling playful, they play with him – there’s one dog in the neighbourhood who doesn’t “play back”), let me follow them around/ let me onto their territory…
Me: What have you liked about the cats you’ve met?
Dolce: The cats? Cats are a whole different breed!
Me: I know, but still… what have you liked about them?
Dolce: Cats let me onto their territory in a way that dogs never will.
Me: What else?
Dolce: They can climb trees all the way to the top! They’re really mischievous and agile.
Me: Is there anything you want humans to know?
Dolce: Show me some respect. Dogs can handle anything. We’re good people. If you’re good to us, we’ll be good to you.
Me: Is there anything you want me to know?
Dolce: (He puts his face really close to mine and whispers) Feed me more often. The good stuff. (We feed him the amount of raw food recommended by our veterinarian. I think he’s asking for more treats here because we’ve been cutting back on those lately, in an effort to get him to lose weight.)
Me: Anything else?
Dolce: I love you, Sister.
Me: Awww! I love you, too!
Dolce: Awww! (He giggles.)