tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67705582532344519712024-03-19T17:41:55.305-05:00What the Dogs Say....Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770558253234451971.post-90276177972376009112011-11-30T10:30:00.000-06:002011-11-30T10:38:01.275-06:00Recommendations<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>There are 2 books I have listed in the sidebar that I recommend to friends and I wanted to highlight each one</b></span>.</i><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Animals in Spirit </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit; font-size: large;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">by Penelope Smith</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">How do animals feel about crossing over?</b><b style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"></b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">What do they communicate to us after they die?</b></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Losing an animal companion can be a painful experience, yet by examining their transition from a spiritual perspective, <i style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Animals in Spirit</i>explores the process of dying from the viewpoints of animals and their people. Learn how animals choose their paths in each life, and the knowledge they leave behind for their humans. As animals make their way from the physical into the spiritual realm, <i style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Animals in Spirit</i> can strengthen the union with our beloved friends by teaching us to accept and understand the full experience of life.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">With true stories, insights from animals and their human friends, as well as meditations to help communicate with animals in the spirit realm, <i style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: initial; outline-width: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Animals in Spirit</i> will help heal the feelings of loss and separation by connecting you to your faithful companion in spirit.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Well worth a look I say.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">The Animals' Viewpoint on Dying, Death and Euthanasia</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;">by Elizabeth Severino</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #404040;">From the author:</span></div>
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"The little book you hold in your hands now, is an outgrowth of the original article, posted on the web-site. The animals have requested that I make this additional information and perspective available to all.<br />
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"It is my profound hope that readers will find the lessons and experiences I write about in these pages, as illuminating as I have in writing about them. This book is not intended to be any kind of final word on the nature of the cycles of life and the dimensions in between. It is, however, a recounting of my direct experiences over the course of many decades. Very simply, I know how much it hurts to lose an animal (or any!) companion we love. What I hope to accomplish more than anything, is to gift my translation of the clarity and perspective of the animals' viewpoints on dying, death, and euthanasia, to loving care-humans wanting to make conscious decisions involving the lives of animal companions entrusted to them, thereby minimizing grief and dispelling doubt. Bessie Stanley in 1905 said, 'To know that even one life has breathed easier because you have lived, this is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">to have succeeded.' This is my hope and intent. <br /><br />Blessings, Elizabeth."</span></div>
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<br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770558253234451971.post-20573173060242690972011-11-29T16:34:00.000-06:002011-11-30T10:31:30.013-06:003 stages of dying<div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">The following article is excerpted in its entirety from the book, “The Animals’ Viewpoint on Dying, Death and Euthanasia”, written by Dr. Elizabeth F. Severino.</span></div>
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Dr. Severino is a highly experienced animal communicator with almost 20 years’ experience and who handles all animals and all issues with love and compassion. Her books are available either through her web-site or through amazon.com.</div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">“Destroying an animal, putting an animal down, or euthanizing it, has very different implications, during and after the death of the physical body, depending on the stage of death that the animal is in and the energy of intention around the death.</span></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">In the 1st stage of dying/illness,</strong> in which, although the animals call it the “1st stage of dying”, an animal is still capable of recovering, the animal actually knows its physical body is capable of healing, and often can heal itself, but still requires some cooperation from its immediate environment. This cooperation would include proper food, rest, cleanliness of wounds or abrasions, and perhaps some veterinary intervention. An animal euthanized in the 1st stage will be confused for anywhere from 6 to 12 months, human time.</span></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">In the 2nd stage of dying/illness</strong>, an animal’s physical body may or may not recover. An animal in this stage knows it requires intervention of some sort in order for its physical body to heal. It is no longer able to heal itself completely by itself. An animal euthanized in the 2nd stage will be confused for anywhere from 6 weeks to 6 months, human time.</span></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><strong style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">In the 3rd stage of dying,</strong> an animal knows its physical body can no longer be healed without a Divine intervention. It begins the separation of soul/spirit from form. The spirit/soul of an animal euthanized in the 3rd stage can be sufficiently clear to be contacted within 24 hours, and is usually completely clear in 4 to 6 weeks, human time. They say it is true of human consciousness.</span></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Human words cannot do justice to the extraordinary range, the difference, the distinctions, the continuum from the exquisite peace and clarity of an animal euthanized in the 3rd stage, to the painful, explosive confusion of an animal leaving form even before the 1st stage. Nor can human words appropriately stress how extraordinary it is and how important it is to know that the 3rd stage is so similar in its spiritual impact, to natural death.</span></div>
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A suffering companion animal’s entry into the 3rd stage is marked by a very sudden change in behaviour, a change dramatic enough and different enough so that its humans notice. Please note we are talking about suffering, diseased, or old and infirm animals. An animal that has never bitten will bite.</div>
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An animal which has never “sounded” excessively (barked, screeched) will sound excessively. An animal, which has always been familiar, will become distant/withdrawal and hid perhaps, (Exception: an elderly cat, doing what I call vocalizing, is doing something very different . . . it is NOT an indicator of 3rd stage). But is asking for help. (If this is your cat, seek a blood or urine test for kidney issues or chronic cystitis, once diagnose, treat your cat with homeopathic remedies that are safe and gentle.)</div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">An animal either entering into or already in the 3rd stage, will suddenly start to react as if it were (in human terms) delusional, relating to and or responding to, figures that to human eyes “aren’t there.” What’s happening at this point, is that the animal’s consciousness is starting to separate from form, and it is actually starting to more clearly see energies, sometimes incorporeal human or animal, and often angelic, which most human eyes can’t readily see.</span></div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">If you’re a caretaker for a suffering animal, and you have provided natural medicines and care for awhile and know you feel your animal is in the 3rd stage, ask her/him a question …(But first breathe deeply and centre yourself as best you can)</span></div>
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Clear your mind as best you can; remember foremost your love for your animal and the highest good; turn your energy intently to your animal, and ask, “Are you ready to leave form now?”<br />
Breathe deeply again. Your animal will answer in that breath.</div>
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If you’re not sure of the answer, repeat the procedure, and this time, ask, “Will you please give me a sign, a behaviour change, if and when you become ready, if and when you enter the 3rd stage?”</div>
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The animals will always respond, “Yes,” to this question.</div>
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Then you wait and watch. And if you’re still not sure, repeat the procedure, and add, “Will you please make it very obvious if you’re in or when you’ve entered the 3rd stage?”</div>
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The clearer an animal gets, the sooner it can move its essence energy on to its reincarnation.</div>
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In many cases over the past few years, I’ve found animals that were so clear after separating from form, they could and did tell their humans whether or not there was a chance that they would be together again in this lifetime; and if so, have told the humans the approximate geographical location, the approximate timing, and the form, into which they would reincarnate.</div>
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Several are indeed now together again. So, if this relates to your life, to the animals in your care, please know that the animals are OK with being euthanized.</div>
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<span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Please also know that they will love you whatever you do and whatever you decide. It’s easier on them ultimately, however, if euthanizing is done in the correct time. Look for the signs of being in the 3rd stage.<br />
It matters.</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770558253234451971.post-43617491474330614242011-05-17T13:37:00.000-05:002011-05-17T13:37:42.020-05:00May 9, 2011 - Kobie<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk-IE_8muZzoqOCpIilEr5LZZlZEtuutGPJP1pC7KrU5yFxdMyZl8KYI-w_WsC4TkudO5_OFvA6_lgFK85Bp6CeEHg8y7N0N7rtEfxFOq8b4dYBcXMjxg6jwB3lOIKVhyshaoPEuNS74Y/s1600/Kobie+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjk-IE_8muZzoqOCpIilEr5LZZlZEtuutGPJP1pC7KrU5yFxdMyZl8KYI-w_WsC4TkudO5_OFvA6_lgFK85Bp6CeEHg8y7N0N7rtEfxFOq8b4dYBcXMjxg6jwB3lOIKVhyshaoPEuNS74Y/s320/Kobie+%25282%2529.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div class="MsoNormal">Kobie through Marilyn....</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">(10 years old..<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>just crossed)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She’s very light and floaty… came right towards her and flopped on back and rolled over and popped back up. She loved rolling over and would do it often.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She’s very light<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(light is good) and it’s a good feel and good spirit.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">She knows that it would have been rehab her whole life.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>It must have been her time, I said…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>“Well yes – it was my time but I didn’t know it was my time until it was my time but then of course it was my time because I left.”<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(that’s a Kobie logic and statement)</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">She’s good… she’s good where she is.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She has a sense of freedom and relief because she can roll over, hop up, lots of chasing games.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Looks like she’s with Ari or another dog that looks like Ari and they are running and chasing and rolling.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">(What was her relationship with Olivia?) First thing she said was that Olivia is coming soon.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She had to stay behind to keep the energy smooth.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Kobie’s exit was so dramatic and traumatic but Olivia’s crossing will be much calmer but she had to stay behind to relax the energy after Kobie’s crossing.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">(Anything else she wants to tell me?)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Planting flowers…are there special flowers that you plant.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(Marilyn asked)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(yes) She says you’re supposed to plant the flowers this year.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>(She’s next to Ari on the hill and I’m going to get some colorful pinwheels and put there)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Marilyn said - </div><div class="MsoNormal">She has tears of sadness, joy, compassion and how nice it is of you to remember her.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">(Ask her if she remembers my mother)<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She remembers your mom…<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>she knew her then, she knows her now.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770558253234451971.post-14157779504400167572010-08-08T14:44:00.042-05:002010-08-10T21:24:15.131-05:00Kobie is her usual self!This weekend Marilyn was in town and today she conducted an Animal Communication workshop at Rin Tin Inn. One of the participants attending spoke with Kobie and she was her usual "get it right" self. In the past, people communicating with her were taken back when she contacted them first to see if they could "get it right". Today the woman said she asked Kobie how she could be a better communicator and Kobie drew a circle and put herself in it and said "focus"!<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9-W4aoLvvaBXPeRmLFl-ufdRo9YLCAdrkHKLAHMAdS6WaLNA1PBBVo6eGHG8VltQ9iRJ73oGkz4GqHLyu3TbBLAX1EeSi2Xw7k2ZBxjEufhJFbzZ1ZbawnQbOlODEEaKJIgsUPXN9x5Q/s1600/2010.4+Olivia.Kobie+with+Ari%27s+balls+%2814%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9-W4aoLvvaBXPeRmLFl-ufdRo9YLCAdrkHKLAHMAdS6WaLNA1PBBVo6eGHG8VltQ9iRJ73oGkz4GqHLyu3TbBLAX1EeSi2Xw7k2ZBxjEufhJFbzZ1ZbawnQbOlODEEaKJIgsUPXN9x5Q/s200/2010.4+Olivia.Kobie+with+Ari%27s+balls+%2814%29.JPG" width="160" /></a>She also asked if Kobie had a shiny coat (she had not seen a picture) and of course the answer was yes. When asked how she felt she said her back leg is sore and she's slowing down (she's 9 year old). The woman said she had a nurturing spirit.<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEion3Q1hvOxC3MAmue_Q-WdadgskOgiXJ58xqgWrhwdEsmrGzE99rr-tCc0zp0yk9802JFbWdKgIV_FLxy-JeeVVCN6S1R5ogKaUTA5XXxkHjL-YFAs5eSZ5CKGZ4s-mHzmwz9q1tgO8B8/s1600/2010.4+Olivia.Kobie+with+Ari%27s+balls+%2839%29.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="158" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEion3Q1hvOxC3MAmue_Q-WdadgskOgiXJ58xqgWrhwdEsmrGzE99rr-tCc0zp0yk9802JFbWdKgIV_FLxy-JeeVVCN6S1R5ogKaUTA5XXxkHjL-YFAs5eSZ5CKGZ4s-mHzmwz9q1tgO8B8/s200/2010.4+Olivia.Kobie+with+Ari%27s+balls+%2839%29.JPG" width="200" /></a>The woman asked if she used to sleep with me (no.. she slept in the same room but not on the bed). Kobie was showing a picture of 2 dogs lying on a bed and a blue afghan type blanket was mentioned. (Jake and Brita sleep with me now which she can see from behind a baby gate. She has the run of the house and access to the outside.) <br />
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Her favorite thing to do... hang out in the kitchen with me! Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770558253234451971.post-47302294993037537972010-02-10T20:56:00.000-06:002010-02-19T21:17:59.234-06:002010.2.10 Conversation with Marilyn<meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CUsers%5COwner%5CAppData%5CLocal%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C02%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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<div class="MsoNormal">Marilyn – 2010.1.10</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Jake: <o:p></o:p></b></div><div class="MsoNormal">What happened? He shows a picture of being stepped on and squished by something large or it looked large to him because he was really little perhaps only few weeks old (3 or less),. It could have been his mother rolling over on him when he was lying on his back. Sometimes there is pain or he feels like it goes where it’s not supposed to go but sometimes he doesn’t notice it especially when he is still. He is good about getting it fixed and yes, he knows he overdoes it at times. He also has pain and achiness in his rear left leg around the middle below the knee. It’s a tingly feeling probably from overdoing it.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">He’s very glad he is with me but is sorry to cause me stress and trouble (he didn’t realize that it was going to cause of all of this stress). He feels that after the surgery he will need therapy such as swimming or message or alternative therapy because his whole body is crooked.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Jake #1</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal">Were we together before? Yep! “You knew that” (to me) and “you knew that too” (to Marilyn) Marilyn said: “I know I knew that but you didn’t want me to tell her” and he said “Thank you for that, but you recognized me when you saw the picture” and Marilyn said “yep (to me… you sent me that black and white picture of the white dog) and when I saw the picture I said who is that.. oh…that is the dog I just talked to.” He is a different dog this time and back for a difference experience. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal">Regarding the dogs in the household… nothing special. He feels like he is home. He is happy to be back and is showing pictures of him licking me all over. He is flashing back and forth. Everything is fine and everything will be taken care of.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Brita: <o:p></o:p></b></div><div class="MsoNormal">He’s fun. She treats him like a brother. She says that he doesn’t know as much as she does but also he is headstrong. She reminded me to not forget about her because she likes to do stuff and she likes to work.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Olivia: <o:p></o:p></b></div><div style="text-align: right;"></div><div class="MsoNormal">How are you doing? She’s ok, her head itches. I mentioned she stopped biting when we lost Teddy, then started when we lost Ari and now when Jake came, she started again. She said she was nervous in interim with tension going on. Regarding Jake - he’s cute, his antics are cute, gets away with murder and is funny to watch! </div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kobie and Olivia</td></tr>
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Kobie: <o:p></o:p></b></div><div class="MsoNormal">How do you feel about Jake? She is not as amused as Olivia. There is an aloofness, she doesn’t feel he is a pest just tries to ignore him – not to worry, when he is older, she’ll kick his butt. She seems to be really happy for me now. I asked about her and Brita and she said that Brita’s not nearly as bad as she thought she was<b>. There is calmness in house now and everything seems in order even with Jake there. It’s more balanced than it has been in a long time.</b> Her health is ok.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Ari: <o:p></o:p></b></div><div class="MsoNormal">It’s going well, he’s good and feels and looks good. <b>He likes what’s going on at the house</b>. I asked if he knew whether Tori crossed and he said she was with him like a ghost - like a flash, there and gone. She like went by him.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnrszx8gfR4aA1vjKU7ktLl15La5o6hyLtIVTQde2H2HeXPiGFaJ0pOlpRT58dchObmT_2WT4dnkPTQdaoNI0mx0EOeSGarvGA7PMaoPAL_H4ivJ07UtAjbYGk887seSM2OLakmzTuAGU/s1600-h/2008.9.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnrszx8gfR4aA1vjKU7ktLl15La5o6hyLtIVTQde2H2HeXPiGFaJ0pOlpRT58dchObmT_2WT4dnkPTQdaoNI0mx0EOeSGarvGA7PMaoPAL_H4ivJ07UtAjbYGk887seSM2OLakmzTuAGU/s200/2008.9.JPG" width="200" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ari and Tori</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal"><o:p></o:p><b>Tori:<o:p></o:p></b></div><div class="MsoNormal">Marilyn can’t tell if she is alive or dead and said that maybe we’re not supposed to connect. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>Teddy:</b><o:p> </o:p></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Teddy</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="MsoNormal">He is very handsome and proud and confident….big brown eyes. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><b>He said that I’m progressing beautifully, taking everything in stride and growing every day. He said that I should remember to breathe and be careful not to go go go all the time. There is better opportunity to take care of me since it’s more balanced in the house.</b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><b><o:p><br />
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</o:p></b></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770558253234451971.post-28908920675176341132009-12-18T15:29:00.002-06:002010-01-02T15:45:05.815-06:00Marilyn and Ari….<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I talked to Ari at about 3PM 12-18-2009<br />
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Immediately upon checking in with Ari I got the impression that it was hard work to move or keep his muscles going. Shoulders ache. Elbows ache – something systemic is coursing through his body (a systemic illness or disease). Pain in left knee. Everything feels old.<a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Sz-7BVSomOI/AAAAAAAAB0E/_3Tez_WsVP8/s1600-h/Brita.Ari.yard.5.5.0844aa4.jpg"><img align="right" alt="Brita.Ari.yard.5.5.08-44aa" border="0" height="261" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Sz-7C9O3p7I/AAAAAAAAB0I/MhTy3ndWebA/Brita.Ari.yard.5.5.0844aa_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="Brita.Ari.yard.5.5.08-44aa" width="178" /></a></span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br />
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Ari: (proudly) I should not have been walking this whole time, but I did it. [Marilyn’s note: He says this as though he should not have been able to even walk or get on as well as he has these past months, but he is proud of his ability to override his body and still have a good quality of life. He shows me a picture of him just lying down and watching – watching everything that is going on around him. It’s very peaceful. He likes to be able to just sit and observe.]<br />
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Ari: They came for me last night, but I told them to go. I wanted to say good-bye [to Laurel] and the time was not appropriate when they came so I sent them away. [Marilyn’s note: he shows me a beautiful array of spirits - so light and bright… a full entourage ready to escort him to the other side, but Ari was firm in his decision to stay until he could say good-bye to you in his own way. He did not want to ‘die in his sleep’ he wanted to be with you when he left.] You are a good mom!</span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">[Now he shows me a picture of how he will cross, it is an image of his body lying and you at his head. The body is empty/hollow and very dead and his spirit rises out of it, a feeling of floating and total release – very peaceful, very zen. He calls this “Spirit Release”<br />
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Ari: It’s okay. You’ll [Laurel] be okay. It’s time for Brita now. You’ve taken good care of me and I of you.<br />
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[He tells me it’s not just his skeletal/muscular systems failing, but also his heart and organs.<br />
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Marilyn: Ari, did you tell her [Laurel] it was time.<br />
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Ari: Not yet. I don’t want to go, but my body says otherwise. My body is making this decision for me, but we will see each other again. I’m going to see <a href="http://teddyedwardgsd.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Teddy</a></span><span style="font-size: small;"> and we have some work to do together. There are others there that wait for me, too. They have been waiting a long time, because I was supposed to have left this plane already. And I could have left, too, if I wanted to. But I did not want to and I am stronger than my<a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Sz-7FV6FjmI/AAAAAAAAB0M/iZERCw-uwrA/s1600-h/DSC043864.jpg"><img align="right" alt="DSC04386" border="0" height="163" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Sz-7GlgRuWI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/FUwsbe44D00/DSC04386_thumb2.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-width: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" title="DSC04386" width="174" /></a></span><span style="font-size: small;"> body, or at least I was… for a while. I love my life. I love my love [Laurel], and I love my friends [other dogs and Joshua].<br />
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[He shows me a picture of a fire or a bonfire in your back yard] </span><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">{Back end and hips are not working, poop and pee is difficult to control/hold] He says: sorry about that.<br />
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He says: He wanted to be with you today when he goes, so he waited for you. He loves you so, so very much. You are only separated by dimension, which is an illusion. In truth you are One and neither of you could love the other any more. You have his heart. You have done right by him and you have learned much from each other. Hold on to what you know and be You.<br />
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Marilyn Tokach <br />
Training & Behavior Specialist <br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770558253234451971.post-32802836224846407372009-10-10T16:29:00.003-05:002009-11-01T19:20:51.827-06:00Teddy and BradleyMy friend Angie was here doing some dog training and she brought her 12 year old son along. He was in and out of the house doing some computer stuff and being a really good kid. At some point we were in eating a pizza and then went outside and he started playing with Ari, Kobie and Olivia and we took some videos.. he really loves dogs..... <br />
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Anyway... Angie and I went back out and a hour later we wrapped it and came in the house. Bradley was in the living room on the computer. We were standing at the counter and he asked me how many dogs I have. I said the 3 he was playing with who were right by him and Brita. Then he said: "Well, there was another dog on the porch a little while ago and I went over to the door to look and then he wasn't there". I explained that there was no way a dog can get in or out of the yard with the fence setup and the 3 were right with him and Brita was with me. I asked him to describe the dog and he described Teddy. I pulled up a picture of Teddy when he was younger by the fence and he had a really dark face and Bradley said no, the dog was more grey. <br />
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So I showed him the picture that is below and he said, "that's the dog". When I told him Teddy was no longer with us, he was so funny because he said: "oh great... now I see dead dogs!" <br />
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... then I said... what was Joshua (my parrot) doing ( he was on the porch)..<br />
Bradley said: "He was saying Hello". <br />
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This would go with the conversation with Marilyn in May.... <br />
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<span style="color: red;"><i>·</i></span><span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: 100%; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: pre-wrap; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: #009900; font-weight: bold;"></span></span><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 100%;"><span style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: medium; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">He’s (Teddy) everywhere….everything’s fine….comfortable…at ease…· Fine with his resting place </span></span></span><br />
<div style="color: #a64d79;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 100%;"><span style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: medium; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">Ari’s coming soon but that’s ok since everyone gets along – they were together before. </span></span></span><br />
</div><div style="color: #a64d79;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 100%;"><span style="border-collapse: separate; font-size: medium; font-style: italic; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; text-align: left;">He’s watching all of us and he’s everywhere.</span></span></span><i>.</i> <br />
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<span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: medium; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 13px;"><span style="font-family: arial,sans-serif;"> </span></span></span>Here is Teddy's Story......<span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: medium; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 13px;"><span style="font-family: arial,sans-serif;"> </span></span></span><br />
</div><div align="center" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: medium; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 13px;"><span style="font-family: arial,sans-serif;"><a href="http://teddyedwardgsd.blogspot.com/">Teddy Edward - The Story of an Awesome German Shepherd Dog</a> </span></span></span> <br />
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</span></span></span><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Suyx12vCn5I/AAAAAAAABPE/DK9A5VbBABA/s1600-h/IMG_2841%5B15%5D.jpg"><img alt="IMG_2841" border="0" height="260" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Suyx3Ck26yI/AAAAAAAABPI/W98dPve2gQg/IMG_2841_thumb%5B13%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border: 0px none; display: inline;" title="IMG_2841" width="212" /></a> <br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"></div><span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size-adjust: none; font-size: medium; font-stretch: normal; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 13px;"></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770558253234451971.post-15943221958721637072009-10-01T21:27:00.001-05:002009-11-02T01:56:55.022-06:00Animal Communicator Marilyn Tokach<div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: verdana" class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-size: small" class="Apple-style-span"> <p class="MsoNormal"><br />
Marilyn Tokach, is a professional animal communicator, trainer and behavior specialist. She is a compassionate medium, healer and teacher, helping to empower both animals and their human guardians bring mutual understanding and harmony into their lives. <br />
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Marilyn's work is enhanced by her extensive corporate experience in human resources management, bringing forth skills in interviewing, training, development, coaching and conflict resolution. A bachelors degree in psychology and masters studies in business compliment her understanding of both human and animal motivation, behavior and learning theories, all of which is helpful for teaching people how to encourage appropriate actions from their animal companions.</p><br />
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Active in rescue and animal related causes, Marilyn has trained animals for 20+ years and participates with her own dogs in obedience, conformation, agility and Schutzhund. Marilyn currently shares her home with a menagerie of animal companions, including dogs, birds, fish and a cat.</span> <br />
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<blockquote style="color: magenta;"><i>….Whole back end wobbly not losing use of only one leg but actually a leg and a half. Right leg can’t support and he can’t compensate. When he shifts his weight he falls over. <br />
…. No headaches but dizziness. <br />
…. Is your time up? He won’t answer it because he doesn’t want to think about it. He's in denial. He knows he’s not making it easier for me or him. He likes being a dog and doing things with me and sometimes being a clown. He’s been with me many times before… cliffs, centuries ago, involved once, dogs together (street dogs). What can I do? Love him and hold him. <br />
….Stomach bloated but dry mouth which is why he drinks so much water. He feels kind of spacey or tipsy. He sees his mental capacities leaving but not dementia. Something physical pressing … most likely brain tumor. <br />
…. He hates putting me through this and he wonders how I’ll ever survive without him to keep the girls in line. Loves me and hates the way he has to pee. (squatting) <br />
…. Not long… 0-6 weeks. Very hard to say…</i><br />
</blockquote>Kobie’s report (the caretaker – empathetic)<br />
<blockquote style="color: magenta;"><i>· Ari vomits in the back yard in the corner and doesn’t want to tell me.</i><br />
<i>· He’s trying to be strong and he’s not the dog he used to be and it’s sad.</i><br />
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Olivia’s report (into herself) <br />
<blockquote style="color: magenta;"><i>· Knows nothing she is so itchy. Give her drugs.(she says). it’s maddening…</i><br />
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Brita’s report (matter of fact) <br />
<blockquote style="color: magenta;"><i>· She knows that he’s not long for this world. Animals die. (Not rude but a reflective statement)</i><br />
<i>· Nothing she can do so she’s accepting it.· She’s sad that I’m sad and everything is heavy around here now.</i><br />
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Teddy <br />
<blockquote style="color: magenta;"><i>· He’s (Teddy) everywhere….everything’s fine….comfortable…at ease…· Fine with his resting place </i><br />
<i>· Ari’s coming soon but that’s ok since everyone gets along – they were together before. </i><br />
<i>· He’s watching all of us and he’s everywhere.</i><br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770558253234451971.post-52041057520586210552009-02-21T18:38:00.005-06:002009-11-02T02:47:24.132-06:00Teddy’s Conversations with Marilyn...<span style="font-weight: bold"></span><span style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif; color: #009900; font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold"> <br /></span> <br /> <div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana,sans-serif"><span style="font-size: x-small"><b>Teddy Edward  11/6/99 – 2/21/09</b></span> <br /></div> <div style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif"><span style="font-size: x-small"> <br /></span><span style="line-height: normal; widows: 2; text-transform: none; font-variant: normal; font-style: normal; text-indent: 0px; border-collapse: separate; white-space: pre-wrap; orphans: 2; letter-spacing: normal; color: black; font-size: x-small; font-weight: normal; word-spacing: 0px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal"><span style="color: #009900; font-weight: bold">February 3, 2006 </span><span style="font-style: italic">Does he have a blocky head?? Dark face? (yes) <br /> <br /></span></span><span style="line-height: normal; widows: 2; text-transform: none; font-variant: normal; font-style: normal; text-indent: 0px; border-collapse: separate; white-space: pre-wrap; orphans: 2; letter-spacing: normal; color: black; font-size: x-small; font-weight: normal; word-spacing: 0px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal"><span style="font-style: italic"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/SuzcMeXLLiI/AAAAAAAABSM/JlZadRE6pAA/s1600-h/Teddy%20behind%20fence.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="Teddy behind fence" border="0" alt="Teddy behind fence" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/SuzcNvtogSI/AAAAAAAABSU/YLj3f8rebF8/Teddy%20behind%20fence_thumb.jpg?imgmax=800" width="332" height="272" /></a> </span><span style="font-weight: bold"> <br />How is your hip? </span><span style="font-style: italic">(Left hip - she asked if that was the one)… It’s alright… He feels that he needs to build up muscle… like a body builder working out. </span><span style="font-style: italic">(Very true but would be a fact I think with any dog that has hip dysplasia and just had a Femoral Head Excision) </span><span style="font-style: italic"> <br /> <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold">Other hip?? </span><span style="font-style: italic">He said he just needs to keep the muscle going. I’m three legged but try to use all 4. Other hip is mild, not severe. He’s SO glad both of them weren’t done because the other one doesn’t need it yet. <br /> <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold">How can I help you to be less anxious when I’m coming and going? </span><span style="font-style: italic">He’s not anxious when you come home but he calls it “alert”. Oh…the leaving… ..anxious then.</span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-style: italic">(There’s something with the nose,…. Sinuses…empty cavity… hard to focus… Watch him) </span><span style="font-style: italic"> <br /> <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold">Why do you beat up on the girls you love when we’re all out for a walk or when I’m around and you can’t get to me? It scares them. I know you do it sometimes when I’m not around or at least you used to because my mother would see you and she worried about Olivia. </span><span style="font-style: italic">Brain shutting down…. Habit, he’s gotten used to doing it and it’s partially stress. Too much stuff going on…...</span> <br /> <br /><span style="font-weight: bold">What about what happened when you were a puppy? </span><span style="font-style: italic">When happened when puppy isn’t important anymore. He doesn’t want to talk about it. </span><span style="font-style: italic">He’s “pretty happy” now. he said “I’m her favorite”… </span> <br /><span style="font-style: italic"> <br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold">Teddy – what can we do about your stress barking when you’re not in the middle of things? </span><span style="font-style: italic">Climbing the walls… can’t help it. Marilyn suggested an anxiety wrap and maybe the collar. </span><span style="font-style: italic">Stressed – doesn’t want to be confined.. me to confine him.. he wants the opposite of I want. I want to go east he wants to go west.. same thing only a bigger picture. Doesn’t like the idea of Ari going everywhere.. content to be a house dog if I’m there.. likes to be with me… more intensity than Olivia about house dog. Depression when I go to work.. when I take the other dogs….she’s gone again… does Olivia help…. 2 peas in a pod..</span> <br /> <br /><span style="color: #009900; font-weight: bold">February 7, 2007 </span><span style="font-weight: bold">T</span><span style="font-weight: bold">eddy – are you feeling ok? *</span><span style="font-style: italic">****likes to hang out with me in LR… he thinks he's my lover boy… he thinks he’s my favorite. Ari can just go be a fighter. They were aware of how sick Ari was and Teddy said life would have been easier for him but he doesn’t wish anything bad to happen. When I mentioned a puppy he doesn’t care and will hang out with her. When I said it won’t take away from them they said be serious, of course it will!</span> <br /> <br /><span style="color: #009900; font-weight: bold">June 7, 2007 </span><span style="font-weight: bold">How are you feeling? Your bones? </span><span style="font-style: italic">….ok… more relaxed - tiredness in spine arthritis… maybe from overdoing doesn’t take much..</span> <br /><span style="font-weight: bold"> <br />How do you feel about Brita?</span><span style="font-style: italic"> Play with him.. face – enough is enough… likes that</span> </span> <br /><span style="line-height: normal; widows: 2; text-transform: none; font-variant: normal; font-style: normal; text-indent: 0px; border-collapse: separate; white-space: pre-wrap; orphans: 2; letter-spacing: normal; color: black; font-size: x-small; font-weight: normal; word-spacing: 0px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal"> </span> <br /></div> <div style="padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; width: 425px; padding-right: 0px; display: block; font-family: verdana,sans-serif; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-top: 0px" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:0a771655-5f7a-4316-8d52-73590f49dde8" class="wlWriterEditableSmartContent"><div id="b3af79dc-d27d-4fe5-ba72-89a952d3e309" style="margin: 0px; padding: 0px; display: inline;"><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YvVxg-r1zD8&feature=youtube_gdata" target="_new"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/SuzcOaaUZbI/AAAAAAAABTM/hGYMhAmQIlY/video65c354ece3ce%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="border-style: none" galleryimg="no" onload="var downlevelDiv = document.getElementById('b3af79dc-d27d-4fe5-ba72-89a952d3e309'); downlevelDiv.innerHTML = "<div><object width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><param name=\"movie\" value=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/YvVxg-r1zD8&hl=en\"><\/param><embed src=\"http://www.youtube.com/v/YvVxg-r1zD8&hl=en\" type=\"application/x-shockwave-flash\" width=\"425\" height=\"355\"><\/embed><\/object><\/div>";" alt=""></a></div></div></div> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <div style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif" align="left"> <br /> <br /></div> <span style="font-size: x-small"><span style="font-weight: bold">What else would you like to tell me? </span></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">He said Olivia’s right about peeing in yard – they need to mark the yard and he does the corners and she does the house.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br /> <br /></span><span style="color: #009900; font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold">February 27, 2008     </span><span style="font-size: x-small"><span style="font-weight: bold">Teddy – How are your legs? </span></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">Kind of a tingly feeling in front paws – lack of circulation… a sensation – discomfort – spot just above the elbow and ties to just behind the shoulder like a muscle pain.. not a bone related issue.. could be a pinched nerve – massage or acupuncture better than chiropractic but that would help. Yes the red light on neck… it’s the right leg and left side of the neck C2-3 where the shoulder attaches - he also has a headache. He loves me and likes when I rub his ears – Brita takes advantage of him and of his good nature and she bugs him. Because of his movements she is more annoying. She is a bundle of energy and doesn’t stop moving and kind of fun and amusing and also an irritant because she is so spunky. He wants to go on walks when he gets better.. Lying around can be exhausting. Be his coach…</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br /> <br /></span><span style="color: #009900; font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold">April 7, 2008             </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">Note: Marilyn feels the pain in her own body where a dog describes it. I asked her if the fact that he was on pain killers affected what he described and she said “yes, thank goodness” and she’s glad or it would really be painful.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"></span> <br /><span style="font-size: x-small"> <br />      </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">* Teddy says that the bones in his right front foot feel icky – arthritic – like being pulled together. He bites there but it doesn’t help but it gives him satisfaction (like us biting nails when stressed).</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br />      </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">* His right front shoulder feels weird. Marilyn described it by asking me if I saw the hair commercial where the hair shaft breaks apart and it looks frizzy because that what it seems like)</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br />      </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">* He has an intense ache in his joints – on a scale of 1-10 it’s a probably a 6.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br />      </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">* The left front ankle area (not in the paw) is painful and the pain radiates up and down the bone.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br />      </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">* The right side of his neck feels pinched or squeezed and the right shoulder is tied into it. Marilyn described it like a drawstring – when the jaw moves the neck turns into the shoulder and when the head turns it causes tightening and the shoulder and neck seem to be magnetized.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br />      </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">* He says there is stress in his low back. He says he has a pain in his rear left hip. It feels like waves of pain…pulsating…like a cadence…tremor. It will be continuous and then it will stop for awhile. It’s hard to get up when it’s happening.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br />      </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">* He has a headache and is sometimes nauseous.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br />      </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">* He says there is a tension across his chest. (I mentioned cancer spreading to organs and asked about a chest x-ray and she said it probably wouldn’t show anything.)</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br />      </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">* He says he saw me pull others (Kobie and Ari) through and is willing to work to get better but thinks this time it won’t happen. He understands that all things change form.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br />      </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">* He says he is not able to do the things he used to do like rolling on his back. (I commented that he didn’t do that because of the way his back was shaped and then I remembered these times I took photos.)</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br /> <br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">He says that he likes sleeping next to me (which he hadn’t done very often). (yesterday he snuggled) He says it draws on my energy (not negative for me) …like plugging in. He’ll be sticking closer to me now.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br /> <br /></span><span style="color: #009900; font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold">April 28, 2008            </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">Teddy – after trip to the vet, that, yet again, showed nothing on the x-rays, this time of his back legs and abdomen. He is achy in his low back and hips and anything other than a light touch hurts him. Massage around his neck feels good but not toward his back end. He is very uncomfortable and Marilyn feels that it could be systemic and pain in the joints. To write off any tick related diseases, even though he tested negative, he’ll be on Doxycyclene for a few weeks. </span><span style="font-size: x-small"> <br /> <br /></span><span style="color: #009900; font-size: x-small; font-weight: bold">5/19/2008                </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">Teddy – Shoulder aches – he’s fatigued and can be out-of-sorts a lot. He’s really slowing down and likes to lay down and sometimes it’s hard to hold his head up. He said he loves me and I don’t have to say it back because he knows I love him and now he wants to cherish the good times left which could be months – August?? …fall?? He said he has muscle spasms in his shoulder but not to worry, they don’t hurt. I said we’ll get water in his pool and he said he’d love that! His paw feels numb. </span><span style="font-size: x-small"> <br /> <br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">Marilyn said he’s saying he wants ice cream?? I’ve come to the conclusion that it may be pumpkin that he’s taking about. I have kept a can in the fridge in the past and spoon fed it to Kobie and Teddy and they liked that so I have started to do that again.</span> <span style="font-size: x-small"> <br /> <br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small">The other dogs are very respectful of him and I told her Kobie was play bowing to him outside and I was concerned she was too rough but Marilyn said unless Kobie is touching him, let her because it’s her way of cheering him up which is Kobie’s role. </span></span> <div style="font-family: verdana,sans-serif" align="left"><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small"><a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Su6a9QBxfkI/AAAAAAAABSk/2BgD3i8Q35Y/s1600-h/image8%5B9%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image8" border="0" alt="image8" align="right" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Su6a-impiqI/AAAAAAAABSo/Rjr_HjC-eao/image8_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="191" height="141" /></a></span><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Su6a_wHI_hI/AAAAAAAABSs/rLUPvLQXN4g/s1600-h/2008.4.5.Teddy-11%5B7%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="2008.4.5.Teddy-11" border="0" alt="2008.4.5.Teddy-11" align="left" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Su6bA02t1-I/AAAAAAAABSw/flaeFj3C9ac/2008.4.5.Teddy-11_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="195" height="156" /></a><a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Su6bBh6jHEI/AAAAAAAABS0/6L8N3tA_Yxo/s1600-h/5.11.08-22%5B14%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; border-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; border-right: 0px" title="5.11.08-22" border="0" alt="5.11.08-22" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Su6bCSeOMpI/AAAAAAAABS4/GRolxxiA49Q/5.11.08-22_thumb%5B10%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="154" height="194" /></a></div> <p align="center"><span style="font-style: italic; font-size: x-small"> There were other conversations during this time to be added later.</span> <br /><span style="font-size: x-small">_____________________________ </span> <br /><span style="line-height: normal; widows: 2; text-transform: none; font-variant: normal; font-style: normal; text-indent: 0px; border-collapse: separate; white-space: pre-wrap; orphans: 2; letter-spacing: normal; color: black; font-size: x-small; font-weight: normal; word-spacing: 0px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal"><span style="color: #009900; font-weight: bold">2/20/2009      </span><span style="font-style: italic">He's ready... it will be soon... probably next week but maybe before.......</span></span><span style="color: black; font-size: x-small"><span style="line-height: normal; widows: 2; text-transform: none; font-variant: normal; font-style: italic; text-indent: 0px; border-collapse: separate; white-space: normal; orphans: 2; letter-spacing: normal; font-weight: normal; word-spacing: 0px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal"><span style="text-align: left; line-height: 20px"> <br /></span></span></span><span style="font-size: x-small"> <br /><font size="5">Teddy Edward  11/6/99 – 2/21/09</font></span> <br /><span style="font-size: x-small"><strong>_______________________________________</strong></span></p> <div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana,sans-serif"><span style="line-height: normal; widows: 2; text-transform: none; font-variant: normal; font-style: normal; text-indent: 0px; border-collapse: separate; white-space: pre-wrap; orphans: 2; letter-spacing: normal; color: black; font-size: x-small; font-weight: normal; word-spacing: 0px; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal"><span style="color: #009900; font-weight: bold">4/29/2009          </span></span><span style="color: black; font-size: x-small"><span style="line-height: normal; widows: 2; text-transform: none; font-variant: normal; font-style: italic; text-indent: 0px; border-collapse: separate; white-space: normal; orphans: 2; letter-spacing: normal; font-weight: normal; word-spacing: 0px"><span style="text-align: left; line-height: 20px">He’s (Teddy) everywhere….everything’s fine….comfortable…at ease…· Fine with his resting place · Ari’s coming soon but that’s ok since everyone gets along – they were together before. · He’s watching all of us and he’s everywhere. (<a href="http://whatthedogssay.blogspot.com/2009/10/teddy-and-bradley.html">go to Teddy and Bradley 10/10/09</a>)</span></span></span> </div> <p align="center"></p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Su6bD3Tx55I/AAAAAAAABS8/Ep0JG7n5JR0/s1600-h/image5%5B11%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image5" border="0" alt="image5" align="left" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Su6bFN1jdEI/AAAAAAAABTA/zOzcRvWBze0/image5_thumb%5B9%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="256" height="191" /></a> </p> <p align="center"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Su6bGxxcLQI/AAAAAAAABTE/tn5LwwCHH74/s1600-h/image11%5B7%5D.jpg"><img style="border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; margin-left: 0px; border-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; border-right: 0px" title="image11" border="0" alt="image11" align="right" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_LclJ0jWLGGM/Su6bH02p98I/AAAAAAAABTI/KhWHTrtBarA/image11_thumb%5B5%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" width="267" height="191" /></a></p> Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770558253234451971.post-47737660795330645312008-11-14T20:54:00.002-06:002009-11-02T01:55:22.057-06:00Tori's Conversations with Marilyn<span style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 13px;"></span></span><br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Tori's journey from rescue to service dog and back is well documented in her website. These are the conversations from the beginning with Marilyn<br />
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It has something to do with when she was born. Maybe an accident or like a human breach birth. There is muscle pain and ice on would make it feel better. She still has pain but it’s better. Doesn’t feel like a pinched nerve. It’s probably out of alignment and a chiropractor would help. It’s painful and sometimes restricts movements. When she twists she feels it more. Drive takes over when she’s running so she runs fast and ignores the pain. </i>(This is exactly what medical people told me. I subsequently took her to a chiropractor who did some treatment and she seemed to feel better)<br />
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********Do you like being a Therapy Dog like you seem to? If you could get along with Teddy there would be more places you could go but you terrorize him. Why do you act like such a bully? You could have so much more fun if you got along with him. <span style="color: red;"><i>She doesn’t think that Teddy likes her. She’d like therapy work and likes to work with kids. (maybe 11-12 year olds) Maybe cancer patients. She has lots of compassion and is very people oriented. Probably she’s a young soul</i></span><i>.</i> (The first evaluation she had at the hospital I let her go in the room where there were a number of people sitting around. She went from one to the other and Kim and I just stood there and watched her because she seemed like it was so natural for her) <br />
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**********Why do you eat everything (stuffed animals/rubber toys)? <span style="color: red;"><i>She frustrated and bored because my attention is divided among all the dogs. Maybe she’d be better in a home with no other dogs. </i></span><br />
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********What can I do to make your life happier? Do you like to snuggle or do you do it to make me happy? She really likes it because it’s where she relaxes and can forget about the other dogs.<br />
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…<i><span style="color: red;"><b>…She thinks she’s at a WAY STATION and this isn’t a permanent home for her which is why she doesn’t feel the need to get along with other dogs.</b></span> </i>(Marilyn asked how long I had her before she told me this and was surprised when I said 2 years because of Tori saying it is a temporary home) <br />
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<span style="color: red;">S</span><span style="color: red;"><i>he doesn’t have much use for the other dogs. They were here first and THEY made it clear (mannerisms) that she is an outsider. She likes people and she’s here to work with people. No knowledge of dog skills and sees no use for it. She doesn’t know dog body language. She tried to talk to them but she always feels like an outsider. Why should she try to make friends? Ari (who has said she’s the princess and he feels sorry for her) is smart enough to know he’s the favorite of the 2 and lets her get away with things. He picks his battles.<br />
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(The following is an email from Marilyn on 2/17/06 after she “talked” with Tori after Tori met and spent some time with the woman who she would be working with and my comments) <span style="color: red;"><i> </i></span></span></span></span><br />
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Email from Angie (the gal that trains service dogs) regarding the meeting with Joanne and Tori last week: I don't know how to explain it, but when I looked into Tori's eyes when I went to greet her, she spoke volumes, and I had a good feeling about her new path. <span style="color: red;"><span style="background-color: white;"><i><br />
She likes the woman she will be working for and the daughter as well. The older woman doesn’t have too much experience with dogs – kind of an old-school mentality, like when dogs were allowed to roam the neighborhood freely and formalized training wasn’t necessary, dogs just seemed to learn through osmosis. </i></span></span><br />
Confirmed and it’s true.<br />
<span style="color: red;"><i>The interesting thing is that this doesn’t bother Tori, because she is patient enough to work with this woman and says that she can learn through the sheer intent of the woman’s desire for Tori to ‘get it.’ Yes, things would be different at the new place, but Tori will be relied upon more to use her head to figure things out without normal positive or ‘marker/clicker’ guidance and that is okay with her. :</i></span><br />
Email from the Angie: Interesting about Tori. Funny, but I wasn't planning on using clicker or marker words with Joanne, as I felt it would have been too much for Joanne. <span style="color: red;"><i><br />
She will assume a role of a support dog and she likes being the ‘go to’ girl. She likes that idea of this responsibility. She would like any assistance you can offer the people about training and working with the dogs, but don’t be discouraged if they don’t follow all of your plans. Their hearts are in the right place and they will do right by her. The daughter seems to have a better understanding of dog training, having formally trained a few (2?) dogs herself (perhaps not to title, but in formal classroom setting with guidance from a qualified instructor). </i></span><br />
YUP….2 Bernese Mountain Dogs… one she had put down on Friday at 5 years old….cancer…. She thought maybe she could put a CD on Tori and that would her mother involved in an activity which she desperately needs. She is not qualified to train a guide or service dog though and I would encourage you to get her help with this responsibility (or point her to an organization that will help). Trish told me on Sunday that she had hired Angie…. The older woman could also use some support/training on how to control Tori in social situations if the dog is going to go with her to places as a service dog Email from Angie: I also have a lot of material that is easy to understand about canine behavior so that she can better relate to Tori. The first year can be a bit of a roller coaster ride for the "team", but with support, and a lot of guidance, I feel they will be successful. <span style="color: red;"><i><br />
nd the older woman will need to be able to verbalize that the dog is working, not a toy for other people to pet, touch handle – the woman will need to be firm with humans! Tori encourages you, Laurel, saying that you are doing the right thing.</i></span><br />
She’s probably telling me this because she’s tired of licking tears from my face. <span style="color: red;"><i><br />
S</i></span><span style="color: red;"><i>he would like to have time to work with you (maybe occasional SchH work, if she’s done that in the past) if it works for b</i></span><span style="color: red;"><i>oth families. She wants you to know that there are aspects of living with you that she will miss – your knowledge of dogs and the extra-curricular activities your dogs are involved in – but she also knows that her mission is working in a one-dog home and taking care of people. She would still like to be involved with therapy dog work, which is her desire, but will be mutually beneficial from a social standpoint for her new handler. </i></span><br />
Yup….that’s in the plan… She already is registered with Therapy Dogs, Inc. and I’ll certify them as a team. Trisha and her dog are also a registered team so most likely they will visit the hospital together. That’s life according to Tori – hope that makes sense. Let me know if I got all your questions answered. Marilyn Tokach 952-226-2622 www.Pure-Spirit.com</span></span></span><br />
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…..She loved Joanne and being there for her but there is sadness and a heavy heart. She couldn’t continue to support her the way she needed to be supported. …….They were co-dependant – have to feel sorry for everyone involved – somewhat abusive – Joanne chose to stay in hell she was in because that was what she knew. …….Joanne could have taken more responsibility than she did. No judgment on Joanne …….Tori felt like she was in like a box – small apartment or just energy like in a box. She felt trapped and it was dark with no hope. …….Tori just couldn’t take it and the work was killing her literally – because she couldn’t be the support Joanne needed there was animosity and polar issues. …….Tori would have died had she stayed - she needed a way out and that was the only way. …….And then I came – an angel she said – like a light coming to her – then didn’t know what to do because she was so happy – life is worth living – rescued from the abyss she had fallen in to. …….In some ways she feels that she failed Joanne – huge sadness… It’s wasn’t the job she thought it was. She went into it thinking it would be one thing and it was totally different and she stuck with it to try to make it work. Not as glamorous as she expected it to be and glamorous may be the wrong word but she didn’t expect it to be so dark (keeps mentioning how dark). </i></span><br />
Were you abused? Joanne probably squeezing or twisting Tori… very dark… Wants to live now?? Yes if it’s the right situation – or anything like it. (Told her about the lady in Madison) That would be great as long as she can come and visit and run with the dogs. It’s so exciting to do that. She needs to be with a one dog person. Likes to run free and play. Do you want surgery? (I said she’ll feel worse) <br />
<span style="color: red;"><i>How silly - how could it be worse? 2 weeks ago she thought she was coming here to die. </i></span><span style="color: red;"><i>When I brought her back she was ready to die and she wanted to die in presence of love and caring. Then she decided being here with me was kind of fun and she didn’t want to die anymore. She said it’s important for me to know I wouldn’t have been wrong to euthanize her – things change nothing is permanent – when came back to die she was looking for a way out. It was time to wipe this slate clean and start over. (reincarnate) </i></span><br />
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November of 2008 she went to live with Merle. I saw her on her birthday in January which was the last time. There have been several times I talked with Marilyn documented below.<br />
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February 10. 2009 ...... “Very content” “Very comfortable” “She wishes she saw me more often but she’s very comfortable where she is.”<br />
<i>This is what she said to Marilyn today and it made me feel VERY good. I know she’s in the best place she can be but I still think about her every day….</i><br />
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Ari started having trouble getting up in the morning January of 2007. The first diagnosis was </span><a href="https://www.vetconnect.com.au/5min/data/07780779.htm"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Lumbar Stenosis</span></a><span style="font-size: x-small;">, then mid January he was diagnosed with </span><a href="http://www.lakelandveterinaryhospital.com/Anaplasmosis.htm"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Anaplasmosis</span></a><span style="font-size: x-small;">, a tick related disease. Then a few weeks later he was not eating well and one morning I woke up and he was in a coma. <br />
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After I rushed him to the vet where he was given a 50/50 chance, I learned more than I ever wanted to about an Addisonian Crisis. He slowly came out of it and several days later came home for the weekend. The next week, no eating again and</span><a href="http://spreadsheets.google.com/pub?key=pbi5X11AMdaBEdcNuEuR3Qw"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> blood tests </span></a><span style="font-size: x-small;">revealed that his liver numbers were 10x normal. More IVs. <br />
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He now has to get a monthly </span><a href="http://www.percorten.novartis.us/"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Percorten</span></a><span style="font-size: x-small;"> shot and low doses of Prednisone to keep him going. Since then he stiffened up – Anaplasmosis again so once more being treated for that. In addition, he is borderline Pancreatic Insufficient and gets enzymes on his food and has some developed Spondylosis. <br />
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Ari aged overnight but his fun loving attitude never waivered. He still (September 2008) chases the school bus and keeps the yard free from critters. His Percortin shots have extended to 45 days apart and he seems to do well on 2.5 mg. of Prednisone daily. <br />
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<b style="color: #cc0000;"><i>During his Crisis he may have actually crossed over but returned because as I was driving him to </i></b></span><a href="http://www.greatlakesvetclinic.com/" style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><i>Great Lakes Vet</i></b></span></a><span style="font-size: x-small;"><b style="color: #cc0000;"><i>, THREE large deer crossed in front of me before my first turn. I turned the corner and again they crossed in front of me. It seemed a little weird at the time because they were so big and they didn't really hurry and I had to stop. After researching it I found this written: <br />
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The DEER represents entrance into the spirit world. Perhaps the symbol of the deer was used to represent the fleeting life review which occurs there shortly after arrival in the spirit world according to recent literature on near-death experiences.</i></b> <br />
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When I talked to </span><a href="http://pure-spirit.com/"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Marilyn Tokach, Animal Communicator</span></a><span style="font-size: x-small;">, she had a very hard time connecting with Ari which was unusual but when she did, he told her it could go either way and was ok with whatever turned out. Because I'm a true dog lover, I told him that it was NOT ok and that he had more to do in THIS world!</span> <br />
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You Almost Died You Know!</a></h5><span style="font-size: x-small;">After he almost died from an Addisonian Crisis I spoke with him... <br />
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How are you feeling?</span><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">*******pretty good…muscle ache between shoulder blade – maybe stress – maybe not stress</span></i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>...<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Do you know how close you came to not being here? </span><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">******yes he does – at one point he really zoned and was balancing – he was very aware and so on the edge that he had no strong opinion. He is glad to be back and is excited about the working again. He’s sorry he stressed me out and when asked what he likes he answered being outside and being with girls.</span></i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>...<br />
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</i>I’m thinking about getting a girl puppy to train so when you can’t trial anymore we can still go and you can get fun bites…. What would you think about that? And a girl so you could hang out together.</span><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">******* A new puppy should be a girl and he could teach her to work very well. (I said bad things too like chasing the bus) and he said he can’t help it if she learns those things and that’s not bad anyway.<br />
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</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770558253234451971.post-46440367512533390312006-02-03T19:27:00.001-06:002009-11-02T01:56:05.524-06:00What is Animal Communication<p> </p><p><font color="#800080" size="2"><img style="display: inline; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px" title="Simba" border="0" hspace="0" alt="Simba" align="left" src="http://pure-spirit.com/images/stories/PureSpiritPics/simbaPerch.jpg" width="200" /></font><font color="#800080" size="2">Simba</font></p><p><font color="#800080" size="2">Animal Communication, or Interspecies Communication as it is sometimes called, happens every day. </font><font color="#800080" size="2">Think about it.  You've communicated with your own pet or another animal from time to time in your own life. <br />
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As humans we rely on verbal communications. Yet experts tell us that non-verbal communication methods such as facial expressions, tones of voice, gestures, eye contact, spatial arrangements, patterns of touch, expressive movement, cultural differences can be more important in understanding human behavior than words alone--the nonverbal "channels" seem to be more powerful than what people say. <br />
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Can you think of a time when you've communicated with an animal? Perhaps your dog "told" you he needed to go out or your cat "said" she was hungry? Sure the communication might have been punctuated with "woof" or "meow," but you got the message. <br />
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Yet animal communication is not just a matter of reading non-verbal cues. If we recognize that non-verbal cues are a form of communication, then we have to acknowledge that our animal companions are capable of thinking and feeling. At the very least they know what they want and how to get their point across. <br />
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What about the dog that nips at a certain visitor to your home, or the horse that won't be trailered for shows, but always loads readily for trail rides? How do they know? Do they really have an opinion? <br />
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So is there more to animal communication than the verbal and non-verbal? Absolutely! There is for people, too. <br />
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Telepathy is communicating feelings (pathos) over distance (tele); it is mind-to-mind contact. People do communicate this way, but it's not relied on and usually denied or dismissed. <br />
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Surely you've "connected" with people occasionally in life when you could finish each other's sentences or phoned each other at the same moment. <br />
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As we've evolved as humans, we've stopped depending on and practicing telepathic communications.  Animals haven't. <br />
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Animal communication is mind-to-mind communication with animals. It's not mind reading; it's two-way participative communication between two sentient beings. Most of my animal communication consults are by phone, thereby impossible to rely on verbal or non-verbal cues. <br />
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And the best part is - anyone can do it. It takes patience and practice. Taking a class is recommended, because it's easier and more fun to practice with people interested in the same thing who are able to offer feedback and confirm your abilities. <br />
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Taking the time to connect with your animal companion(s), either on your own or through consultation with an Animal Communicator, will strengthen your understanding of each other and deepen your bond.</font></p><p><font color="#800080"><font size="2">Reprinted with permission from </font><a href="http://pure-spirit.com"><font size="2"><strong>Pure-Spirit Animal Communication</strong></font></a></font></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770558253234451971.post-64746148048373764322003-07-05T00:20:00.071-05:002009-11-02T08:27:21.019-06:00Josephine and My Mother<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">There were buddies from the start. Mother had just moved to Wisconsin in 1991 and a few months later Josephine came charging into our lives. Over the next 11 years I got an assortment of dogs and each time Mother would say... "What about poor Josephine?" And Josephine would look at her and then at me as if to say "See.. she loves me"..... <br />
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</span> <span style="font-size: x-small;">Eleven years later, after recovering from a hip replacement, Mother who was now 91 years old, started going downhill and the time had come for her to go to a home to live. Daughter Candace, whom she was especially close to, called me one day and said that she would like her grandmother to come back to Pennsylvania to live out her days in a home where she used to volunteer. So in September of 2002, she did just that and never saw Josephine again. I took other dogs on a trip there to see her but Josephine was left behind. <br />
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In the spring of 2003 Mother was going downhill and so was Josephine. On June 28th I took Josephine to the vet because she was horribly thin and now wasn't eating. The diagnosis... kidneys were shutting down and the vet suggested that I take her home and enjoy her but most likely her time will come very soon. <br />
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On the way home from the vet that day I called Mother who mentally was sound even through her body was slowly shutting down and told her about Josephine. The next day I spoke with her in the morning and she wasn't coherent so I called Candace to find out what was going on. The doctor was called and the diagnosis... her kidneys were shutting down. <br />
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During the next 5 days Mother was in and out of consciousness and often talking with her mother. Josephine made the rounds and only ate what was not good for her. It became apparent that she was still losing weight and the appointment was made for the vet to come to the house on July 3rd. People kept showing up.... Darcy, Janeen, Marissa, Tim, Kate.. Kate's kids had made a box for her and painted the outside and Darcy helped me pick a tree to be planted near her resting place. She crossed peacefully and was laid to rest in the yard. Soon after that daisies were delivered from Candace and Sharon. </span><br />
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The next day Candace went to visit her grandmother and told her Josephine was waiting for her. Not 12 hours later, she also crossed. <br />
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</div><div align="center" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Marilyn said is she long in body… not stocky and square… Yes. She was your first dog or changed your life. She’s rolling on back to rub her body…. She’s saying “tell her I’m on my back”. <br />
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(All true. She liked me to scratch her belly and at first I didn’t realize that but not long after a photo came on my screen saver where she was on her back and I was scratching her belly) <br />
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**********So……Are you with Grandma? Yes…. They walked together… one went first, paved the way and waited so they could go together….. <br />
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(I explained that they crossed within a few days of each other and that Josephine went first. Marilyn just didn’t think that was the way it happened. I explained that Mother was in and out of consciousness for about 4 days before Josephine crossed and that she was talking with HER mother. Marilyn immediately said something to the effect that she didn’t go then because <b>SHE</b> was waiting for Josephine) <br />
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She <b>WAS</b> personality plus. …..if she could cause trouble <b>SHE WOULD</b>! …..she had a mission though… <br />
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<i>(Well, we all knew that was true, don’t we?? ...the trouble thing! She was always trying to see what trouble she could get into (fun for her) up until days before she left me when I left her in the front seat of the van to go back in the house to get something and I come back out to see her trotting up the road) She was however an awesome <b>therapy dog</b> and made a difference in peoples lives for probably 10 years.</i></span><br />
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That night for her birthday her family went to visit another family. During the visit, the host’s son played an unfamiliar piano piece. Unfamiliar to me that is and most people but not to Candace and her grandmother for it was their favorite song. </span><br />
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This was the sign that she prayed for and she knew it. She also knew that everything was as it should be.<br />
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---One night, after weeks of my own tears, I finally felt I needed to clearly point out to my daughter that Gretel was gone. She got <i>very </i>angry with me, yelling that she was <i>right there!!!</i>, while pummeling me with her little fists (not in character for this child at all!) And the next day, I walked into the living room to find her and her cat sitting side-by-side on the couch, and tracking their heads in sync, left then right, left then right. I asked her what they were doing and she replied happily,"Puppa is playing"!</span><br />
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