Michael's brother, Brylle (older dog in house), died recently. Michael says, “When your body gets put away all your meanness goes out of you. I see him (Brylle) all the time, he jumps over the fences and the gate. We play together and he didn’t die, his body just got put away. What is cool about having a friend on the other side is when I want to tell mom something, I just tell Brylle and then it gets to mom faster. Brylle told me that I am not going to die for 200 years and that is how long me and mom will be together. I asked Brylle when I was going to go and my body gets put away because I really like my body – Brylle did not like his body at the end.”
This is Boogie. I had the honor to meet with him the week before he died of cancer. He was stoic and brave. One of his last request was, "Can my dad (person) carry me down to the beach?" My prayers and and love are with Boogie's dad (person). One of the best doggie dad's ever...I am sure Boogie would agree!
This is Ruby and Ranger. Ruby has passed away. Ranger said, "Just wanted to say that within this last week the horrible pain of losing Ruby has lifted. She now resides with great joy in my heart."
ALLIE HAS TAKEN ON SOME OF AMBERS TRAITS AFTER AMBER PASSED
This is Allie. Her person wrote this, "When Amber died at 13, Allie was devastated and grieved for her mentor. She told Laura that Amber had told her she had to leave and Allie couldn't go with her and that Allie was to take care of Mom. Allie began a change of personality. She became an instant adult dog, a little sober but gentle, caring and quite a classy lady. Since then we have adopted another Golden who needed a home and Allie has taken her under her tutelage to become a good dog. Allie has become Amber in so many ways and is taking care of the Mom."
When Number 10 was asked if he misses his friend who is in heaven now he replied, "How can I miss Phoebe if she won't go away. She is right here. She moves so fast now!"
I will briefly tell you the story of Gita and Andy. Because of them I feel more connected with life and death’s natural rhythms. Gita was a beautiful German Shepherd. She was unique looking with a distinct reddish blonde coloring and a little raccoon mask around her eyes. She was my student and my dear friend. She was blessed with the most perfect home a dog could wish for. Her people did everything right. They spent time socializing her and trained her humanely. They searched out the best vets and the best nutrition. They showered her with love, discipline and exercise. There was no home more dedicated. I say that with all my being. Gita’s mind started to slip and despite all the efforts of her people Gita’s fear increased. She began to exhibit unpredictable aggression (to even a well trained eye) that became shocking and dangerous. There was no turning back from it. There was something terribly wrong with Gita’s brain. When I talked to Gita, she told me she could no longer hold her aggression at bay. She was scared she would hurt someone. She wanted to be done with this life. She wanted to go to heaven. Surprisingly, the young shepherd pleaded to me to let her go. She was her peoples’ child. How could they do it? Yet, how could they not? She became a danger even to them. They searched for other answers (medication, shelters, other homes) and each time they did the door to life quickly closed on them. It was the hardest decision they would every make, yet it went smoothly. Gita was thankful. She became calm and peaceful once the decision was made. Gita’s mom (person) told Gita to sore to heaven like a bird taking flight and that is just how I watched Gita’s spirit sore to a new dimension. My love goes out for Gita’s family and I want to thank them for being the best family a dog could wish for.
Then there is Andy. A white and black stray cat I found in Ventura. It took me three weeks to convince him he needed medical care. On the third week, he allowed me touch him for the first time and put him in my car. He was frightened. He could barely breath from the puss coming out of his nose. His face is severely deformed. His eyes almost swollen shut. He has four tumors or abscesses (one on his forehead the size of a golf ball, one on his right check, one in his mouth and one on his left check that is oozing puss). He was thin, filled with thousands of ticks and worms. “He has cancer or a fungal infection. I think he should be put to sleep” the first vet said. “Laura, put him out of his misery” Others pleaded. But Andy did not want to die. Andy wants to live. And because Andy wanted to live all the most wonderful people have come magically into life. Lisa helped me clean his wound and bathed him five times. Buena Animal Hospital has cut their cost for medical care. Span has given him a voucher. B at Noah’s Apothecary has donated food and is collecting donations, Catherine gave him healing with tuning forks, and Kristen, one of the best cat people I know, will be taking care of Andy when I go away. Andy is healing! He is a miracle. Andy does not have a fungal infection nor does he have cancer like many thought. Andy is free of all serious cat borne diseases. He is friendly and allows me to clean his wounds. He is good eater. Andy says, “All of a sudden I have so many friends. Each day, I know I am not ready to die, because I want to stay with all who love me.” Thank you everyone for all your help with Andy!
Gita and Andy have reminded me that we cannot judge another’s suffering by outward appearance. It is important to ask our animals what they want. Ask them to be clear. You do not have to be a pet psychic to understand them. They will show you what they want. If we are patient with our decisions the right path will always be revealed to us. Although this path can be emotionally hard, I am convinced it is always right when it unfolds so effortlessly. I will forever be grateful for Gita, her sister Greta, her people, Andy, and all of Andy’s “new friends” that have help him along the way. Thank you all for listening to the animals and loving them with all your hearts.
These are Sadie's person's notes of our consultation before Sadie passed away : She views death as a journey and she wants to know how she can die in love and peace. She said she has a choice to think about the goblins that put the tumors on her liver or she can think about where she is going. She is choosing to think about where she is going because otherwise she would be depressed and that is no way to live. Sadie was wondering how to turn the sorrow into happiness.
When Bailey was still alive he said to me, "Why do my people see death like squished snails. I see it like sunshine." His people would get upset when snails where stepped on on their walkway.
Allie's sister Amber, another golden, recently died in her sleep of old age. Allie says, "I saw Amber's spirit run up a ray of light up to heaven. I wanted to follow her, but she turned around and told me I must stay." I asked Allie what could make her feel more secure since Amber is gone and she says, "I miss Amber's tags jingling. Maybe my mom (person) could wear them on our walks."
During a session talking with Scooby in spirit, his person took three pages of notes. Here is a bit of what he said during our session:
"My person has a lot of dreams she wants to manifest. She can have all of them. But sometimes she just needs to grow a little to reach them...What is so amazing about heaven is that there are all these gifts here. All my mom has to do is reach up and grab one. Tell her to stand on her tippy toes."
"I am scared because I can no longer see. Everything looks like shadows. I want to fly so bad. It is ok if mom (person) cries. Tell her it is ok if I die."
I met Joey a few months ago. Her person brought her to me because she was worried Joey was dying. Joey said, "I want my person to light a candle for the angels who are healing me and I want mom to play flute music" Joey joined the angels in heaven a month later.
This is Chirpy's Girl in her cage for the night. Her best friend, Chirpy, has recently died. She said that when Chirpy died she saw, "A bright ray of light fly faster than the finches" She also said, "I see animal spirits around the property. I think heaven and earth are one." This is Chirpy and Chirpy's Girl. Before Chirpy died he said to her, "Please come lie next to me. I am going to die."
In November, everyone felt like Hauser was dying. He said, "It is comforting to know about heaven and that mom will be ok." and "What is going to happen to my body? I don't want it to go in the garbage. Can mom do something special with it?" Hauser is now in recovery!
This was written by Emma's person: "Just to let you know that we let Emma go on October 24th. If you recall she was the cattle dog with kidney troubles. After being told by our Vet at the end of May, that Emma would only last a month, Emma pushed on for more than 5 months. She bravely and quietly took her subcutacious fluids everyday and still wanted her walk. As time went on it became harder and harder for her to process food. In the end after losing more than half her body weight, she was ready to go. We were so very fortunate to have her as part of our family for 15 1/2 years.
This is my friend's dog, Keesha. She passed away on 8.2.07 at 17 years old. From heaven, this is some of what she wanted to share with her mom (person): "My mom always saw the best in me. When you have someone in your life that sees the good in you so strongly, it is easier to become happier, more confident and more agreeable."
"Tell her when she is having a hard time and she doesn’t know which way to turn, to sit and ask me and listen. Tell her by the next day, she will know her answer. Tell her answers come slowly. They come like the tides not like a crashing wave."
Emma is a 15 year old cattle dog. Her kidneys are failing. Her people called me to see how Emma was feeling. Emma asked me, "Will I be lonely in heaven?" I told her that I have many friends in heaven and she would think it is a wonderful place. Emma said,"There are many people who talk about death. You seem to believe so strongly that heaven is wonderful. I choose to believe you."