Lost Dog

About a month ago, in the morning, a call came from Melinda, her dog Rose was missing.  She had come home from work the previous day to find Rose gone.  Melinda explained Rose had gone thru the invisible electric fence and she was wearing the collar keyed to the fence.

Melinda said she had called all the local vets and shelters, plus she had gone on Facebook.  There were roughly 14,000 people on the internet who were aware Rose was missing.  In all those people no one had seen her.

Before I opened to Rose, Melinda said she felt Rose had been upset with her lately.  I said sometimes if they are upset with us they will leave.

The tough part of lost animal work is they show up the same to me whether they are in their body of out of it.

I opened up to Rose and she cautiously made contact.  She felt her human’s upset.  It also felt like Rose was close by.  I explained to Melinda that our upset feelings will keep a dog from coming home.  The dog cannot discern what the human is upset about, just like a 2 1/2 year old human child.  The child or animal will think they did something wrong to upset Mom or human.  They simply do not have the discernment skills.

I explained to Rose yes her human was upset and I explained to Melinda that she needed to calm her emotions.  Then I showed Rose it was safe to go to her territory.  I showed her there was no sting now with the fence, so it was safe.

I could feel Rose take all this in.  I also showed Rose that we understood she was upset with Melinda.  I did not work with that upset as it was too much for her.  It is best to keep it simple.  It is safe to go to her territory.

The last thing I did was visualized a 500 foot pole with a light that was blue over the top of Melinda’s house and showed Rose is was safe to go to that light.  I asked Melinda to visualize this as well.  Don’t ask me why blue, it just felt right.

I told Melinda that was the best I could do, the rest was up to Rose.

Melinda called me late afternoon.  When she came home from work Rose was lying on the front door step.  The big thing that helped was Melinda got her emotions under control and Rose felt it was safe to come back.

I love happy endings.

Kyle: A Celebration

Life is filled with comings and goings; births and deaths.

When Kyle called me in early June 2001, we both lived in Albuquerque, NM; he wanted me to work with his dog Rusty.  I had no idea how that first session with Rusty would evolve into a 14 year relationship on the phone.

The issue was, Rusty would escape their fenced yard and chase cars.  Kyle wanted Rusty to stop.  Rusty saw it as defending his territory and Kyle saw it as a safety issue.  Kyle did not want Rusty to get killed.  Rusty saw getting killed as no big deal. We were at an impasse.

Kyle thought I could order Rusty to stop and I explained I had no control.  I can show Rusty it is dangerous and to stay in the yard.  The rest was up to Rusty.  I said it was a management situation and the responsibility fell to Kyle.

Well, what good was I then if I couldn’t order Rusty to stop.  We worked a little more and the session ended.  When I got off the phone I thought I would never hear from Kyle again.

To my great surprise Kyle called a couple of weeks later.  What started as a client relationship, quickly turned into friendship with Kyle and his wife Lisa.

In those 14 years, they would move to St. Louis and I to Colorado, then Georgia.  We went through the deaths of dogs Rusty in 2009, to old age, Sophie in 2010 and Comet in 2012.  Dogs, Rocky arrived in late 2010, Zoe in 2012 and Holly later in 2012.

We did not realize Rusty, Sophie and especially Comet’s deaths were the Universe setting the stage for Kyle.

The dogs were very clear they had no fear of dying and that they preferred to die in their own rhythm.  Kyle really listened to what his dogs were telling him and we had many wonderful conversations about death.  Sharing our beliefs and adding to that what the dogs taught us.

In the summer of 2013 Kyle was diagnosed with brain cancer.  We talked less as surgery and treatment took the forefront.  We worked with the dogs, me explaining to them they had done nothing wrong as their pack leader changed.

On Jan 16, 2015 the doctors found a 2nd tumor.  Kyle was told there was nothing they could do except chemo.

Kyle called me on Jan. 23 to work with the dogs to prepare them.  He told me he and Lisa decided they were going to enjoy what time was left.  Just do things and live each day grateful for it.  We had the best time talking both knowing it was probably our last time.

We both saw the beauty of it and that it was about the choice of how one lived.  I saw that Kyle and Lisa chose to live every moment with joy and laughter.  I realized that is love.  They chose home hospice so the dogs and they could live it their way.

The day LIsa called to tell me Kyle was gone, her voice was so peaceful and complete.  She radiated love over the phone line.  In that moment I could not be sad as I was filled with their love.  There were no regrets or fear here.  Just love.

Kyle, I’ll miss our talks.  Mostly I’ll miss your laughter.  Thank you for sharing a part of your life with me.  I am blessed by that.  God’s speed.

Just Do It

A month ago I was at the NIke store and on the wall behind the check out registers in four foot tall letters was “Just Do It”.  I took it as a sign from the Universe.

It has been a battle with me on renewing writing blog posts.  So with trepidation on my part and much nudging from friends, clients, animals and the Universe, I am back!

In order for the blog to function again there were some things that needed updating. The techies don’t stand still long and I find it hard to keep up.

With the help of Ruth, the comments are back, there is a place to subscribe, and to comply with Google’s edict on April 21, that all web sites be mobile phone page responsive or you do not show up in search engines, that is being worked on.

I have no idea what this is going to look like.