Reading Our Pets

This is our sweet girl Lacey.  She is very loving, sensitive and affectionate. Full of kisses for almost everyone. (Unless they have bad energy.)  People are constantly stopping us on the street to say how cute she is. Lacey is a very healing soul. I feel honored to be her daddy.

@lawrence 

Some dogs just know don't they?  They can truly read the good and bad energy coming from people. Your Lacey seems like she knows she is loved.

@lovendures 

Yes they do! She's very intuitive. If I think about taking her out, she'll run up to me!  We adore her and love her so much. And she knows it. So happy she does.

@dannyboy 

He must have been a Taurus in a past life.

@lawrence 

This happens to me with my dog.  He normally is "chill" in the mornings but just KNOWS when I am going to take him to the groomer, or out for a walk or something.  He knows it when I am brushing my teeth, not as I am putting on my shoes.  hahaha. 

This is a feral boy that I did TNVR on and was a self appointed " seeing eye cat" for my geriatric pup for the 1.5 years we had her after her stroke before she went home at 17.5 urs old. We bonded with our shared grief at her passing.

I call him a "nurse cat" and he is an indoor /outdoor boy now and quite the talker.

He has been very concerned about me lately it seems ... anyone pick up anything?

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@dannyboy I see compassion and concern in his expression, especially in his right eye, which means it probably come from his mother. He was born to be a therapy dog. He looks like a reincarnated wise man who decided to come back as a therapy dog.

When I first saw this photo I was at a loss for words, but your wise man struck me as right on! 

@Lawrence I had to laugh when I saw your baby's picture. Pomeranians are so great!!! Big dogs in little dog bodies!!! I had the Joy of sharing my life with a Pomeranian for 13 years. He was my sweet Izzy (named after Israel Kamakawiwo'ole) He definitely could read minds!!! He could be in another room and I would be thinking.. it's his bath time...and I would the dog door "Whap" as he ran out lackey split.... he was not fond of bath, blowout and brush and cut ... it took to much of his time when he had other things he wanted to do. He really did love how people gushed over him on our walks though. He was handsome lad and he knew it!

I think if we observed others as closely as our precious little pets do us? We'd all have a much better knowledge and appreciation of each other!

@journeywithme2 

Stop and smell the roses? 

What a beautiful story. Animals teach us so much about healing. 

I sense that your black and white kitty @journeywithme2 is a watcher, kindhearted and very sensitive to living beings in need of comfort. He’s the type of animal companion who shows up when or wherever someone needs love. Like an Earth angel. Whatever he gives out, he gets back. That’s his purpose and he’s done it many times before. When he talks he tries to advise you. Are you in need of comfort lately? He’s beautiful behind the echinacea flowers. Does he have a name? 

Lacey is so cute.  My last pomeranian, loved to dress up.  When I'd get her new clothes in the mail,  She'd run up all excited to see it. I always had people taking pictures of her.  I miss her so much.   Next month will be 3 years since she passed.   

@seaholly Yes... I named him Majestic .. back in the days when as a feral cat he would come and sit in Sanctuary area of my yard. Looking like a King of all he surveyed.

I fed him for about 3 years as a feral - we had a " friendship" of sorts and he was buds with an old raccoon that lived in woods out back of my property. He grieved when his raccoon friend died. He began to sit with us quietly whenever I and my little dog sat outside and come for meals twice daily. I then was able to trap him in a Hav-a-heart trap and get him neutered,vaccinated,treated for parasites and them released him after his recovery.

He began to meet us at the back door and guide and walk with blind little dog to escort her where ever she wanted to go in the yard and help her navigate.

We continued along as friends ... then one morning he drug himself to my back door ... obviously hurt and sick... he had a severely infected and broken leg. I set up an infirmary on my sunporch and that was his home for the next 6 weeks where he was safe to recover. Good thing he came to this retired vet tech who got him treated at the clinic and offered professional care for the 6 weeks post injury recovery! He learned to enjoy the benefits of domesticity and we all honor and respect each other here.

After that we were all great friends. He didn't want to stay inside but would come in with her and visit her and always run to meet her for his seeing eye cat duties.

When we lost her at 17.5 years ... he and I both grieved deeply and together. Now? We are definitely boom companions. We are having our morning coffee together.☺️

Majestic thinks the news this morning leaves a lot to be desired .

@dannyboy   I waited to post this. Had to mull it over..both what I felt.. and ..what I see. 

One of my favorite patients... was a therapy dog, a Cocker Spaniel named Dylan. He began his service career in New York and was also pressed in to search and rescue service some times. He was a search and rescue dog for 9/11. He helped save many lives. He also brought comfort to many survivors in therapy after.

When his mother Pam moved here to Georgia.. it was our honor and blessing to be their chosen vet clinic.He continued to serve the community with her at retirement facilities, mental health clinics and schools.It was heartbreaking , yet an honor, to be the assisting vet tech when we helped him cross over the Rainbow bridge. He had developed inoperable cancer and had retired from service due to age and infirmity. I held him in my arms along with his mother as we loved him across to Home. I felt his soul sigh with relief and go through us lightly as he left us...knowing we'll see each other again one day.

Dylan had such a depth of connection and caring in his gaze... you just immediately knew he was a soul of Light. That at some level.. all our souls knew each other.

When I look in your sweet boy's eyes? I see ... the spirit of Dylan.

@journeywithme2 I'm now sobbing uncontrollably at my desk at work, so thank you for this story :-) 

Boone is a different dog when you put the therapy vest on him.  He hasn't started his actual training yet because the trainer we were using went south for the winter, but even if it takes an attempt or two at the certification test I know he's destined for this because while he's a typical puppy - chewing, relieving himself on the floor occasionally, being stubborn - when the vest goes on him he seems to know he's working.  He's calmer.  He listens more.  And most importantly, he seeks out those who need him.  There's the girl I mentioned in my other post, but there are also the cognitively impaired kids in our campus classroom who light up when he's there.  He snuggles them.  He brightens their faces.  In an unannounced visit to a classroom at our career tech center before going into the MOCI classroom, a high schooler announced "I was having a crappy day until that dog came in."  He brightens the room.

If he has a spirit like Dylan's we'll all have been blessed to have him in our lives for a time.

@journeywithme2 in looking at Majestic, I see a generally self-assured cat with a bit of a sense of humor.  Can't explain that last part more, I just see that if this cat were a person it would be that friend we have that can be both gruff but hilarious in one fell swoop.  

I have a sense that it had an owner once that moved away. Did any of your neighbors move around the time he started showing up?  It's cautious with people because of that, but you mended part of its broken heart when you mended his leg.  He'll visit you as long as you'd like him to.

@journeywithme2

Really enjoyed your reflections on Izzy. Glad you had 13 years with him. Poms are great!! 

Lacey also runs and hides under the sofa at bath time.  It's always so funny. She seems to appreciates it after the fact. She's a rescue that we adopted when she was a one year old.  Lacey is very polite and loving. We were very lucky.

@dannyboy Yes... they know when that vest goes on? It's time for "work" all play aside. They enjoy their down time too tho... and will continue to be goofy and playful. He is growing in to a true blessing... for all who know him. Service dog.. in the holiest sense of the word.

He came to you because of your unique calling and abilities to work with children to assist you in making break throughs for the kids who desperately need the love and care and guidance you give through your teaching.

You both? Make a wonderful team and I see you making great differences in the lives of the children you teach.

@dannyboy My neighborhood gets a lot of dumpees, lots of woods and farms here (tho now we are becoming the county for the new plant for electric batteries as well as the solar panels) They are making us warehouse and factory cities. We already had Anheuser-Busch and Shaw Industries (4 plants)Sadly ... hundreds of acres have been cleared around me and the black bear,foxes, deer,eagles,hawks,raccoons,possums,armadillos and more.. have lost their homes and the people moving in to all the new housing being thrown up... have the typical urban misunderstanding that these animals are not being a nuisance... they are trying to adapt to the changes in THEIR homes... that the humans have usurped.

I would see Majestic for 4-5 years ..before he trusted us enough to begin to interact and I made sure he had food twice a day and would add dewormer in his food at appropriate intervals to keep him healthy..as I accepted him on his own terms. He loved my little dog with all of his heart after he lost his raccoon friend.He knew my yard was safe to hang out in. Since we lost her last Spring he and I have grown close.. and.. he trusts me implicitly.. he knew from coming to know us that I would definitely help him so he drug himself to may back door and waited for me to come out that morning. He knew I would take care of him.

I am his person. He loves me with all of his heart and talks to me constantly... He comes in and spends evenings with me and sleeps with me and has breakfast with me.. then goes out for his ramblings and comes in and out several times a day.. just like any housecat might do. He doesn't run from my son and DIL when they are here... but no one else ever gets to see him... he hides from all company. 

At the risk of being dubbed Crazy cat lady I am currently providing  food for 3 other dumped now feral cats, all TNVR at my expense. They return the favor by controlling the rodents in the my goat girls barn. I had 3 housecats of my own before that - so 6 cats LOL Hazard of a being a vet tech.. you adopt so many that no one else would take care with health issues. All of my pets were rescues/dumped and have always loved and enjoyed my many furry family members.

@Lawrence They are such special little dogs!! I am glad you know and love the little personalities that they are. My Izzy was a rescue from the clinic I worked at ..at 9 weeks old.. the little Christmas pup was no longer wanted " We forgot how much work and trouble puppies are" (insert eye roll here)  Their loss? my gain... they had named him "Comet"... I knew he was an Izzy personality... huge, universal and loving...not.. a common household cleaner. We were pack members for a long happy time.