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Does my horse have hoof pain?

Wednesday, September 16th, 2009

Why don’t horses tell animal communicators their feet hurt?

Remember the Pet Psychic, Sonya Fitzpatrick, on Animal Planet? I used to enjoy that show, especially when she talked to horses which are my passion. One thing I never understood, though, is why the horses didn’t complain about their feet.

At the time I was studying natural hoof care so was really tuned into it. I could see that many of the horses she talked to had issues with their feet of the sort that would normally be painful. So why didn’t they tell her so she could alert the owners?

That mystery was finally solved when I became an animal communicator and started talking to horses. Talk about an enlightening experience! What I have come to understand has been positively mind boggling.

• Many horses are very stoic and not given to complaining. Their desire to please their owner supersedes pain.

• Lameness is very common in a large percentage of horses. Often they are given pain killers or nerve blocks so that they can continue performing. With these remedies the pain is masked although they are still lame.

• Many horses believe that painful feet are a normal condition so it wouldn’t occur to them to complain.

Toro, a very stoic horse

Toro, a very stoic horse

Little wonder that horses weren’t volunteering comments about their feet when they considered themselves normal.

Animal communication can be a valuable tool in finding and/or confirming pain in our horses, but we have to ask the right questions. Sometimes with very stoic horses we have to really probe as they are extremely reluctant to complain. I’ve communicated with horses who denied pain because they were afraid of what might happen to them. Others denied it because they didn’t wish to burden their caretaker. It’s amazing the justifications they can come up with, to their own detriment.

Some horses are so convinced that pain (or a physical condition) is normal that they are resistant to healing treatments. More than once during a communication consultation I have found myself explaining to the horse that it certainly is not normal and it is safe and desirable that they allow themselves to heal. Once they understand this concept, they very often begin showing improvement in short order.

Sometimes it can take more than one consultation to help the horse accept truth and consequently healing. This is when animal communicators need to be part therapist. Horses have complicated psyches!

It’s a toxic world, especially for our pets.

Thursday, September 10th, 2009

Toxins surround us to the point that it is nearly impossible to avoid them. Even those fillings we got as kids are toxic, leaching into our systems causing who knows what damage. Our water is so toxic that we buy bottled water hoping it’s pure, but that’s not necessarily true either.

I try to avoid toxins as much as possible and that practice carries over to my pets. As is so often the case, this enlightened attitude came about as a result of life with my four-legged friends.

My beautiful mare, Misty, developed vaccinosis after just a few years at a boarding barn that required semi-annual 7-way vaccinations. It began as an elevated temperature accompanied by swelling at the injection site. Each successive round of vaccinations brought with it a worse reaction until she developed a full-blown case of laminitis.

During this time I was diligently researching options trying to find an acceptable alternative to meet with the barn owner’s approval. (Moving wasn’t an option at that point.) Finally I found my own vet who concurred with my assessment that it was vaccinosis and prescribed no more vaccinations ever for this mare.

With that battle behind us, I expanded my research into detoxing and better nutritional alternatives to the junk food typically served at barns. It took six months to bring Misty back to health from that last set of shots, but we got there. Thankfully it wasn’t long after that I was able to purchase my own place and bring her home, safe at last from the dangerous, out-dated, ideas of that barn, no matter how well meaning.

I was reminded of this episode recently when I read the account of a beautiful, standard poodle who died horribly, painfully, after being sprayed with weed spray. From what her owner was able to piece together, she approached the fence, probably barking, to protect her puppies who were all playing in their private yard. The person spraying turned the spray directly on her in an act of incredible cruelty and stupidity. Unfortunately this part of the story was only pieced together after the fact and after her suffering had ended. It’s unlikely she could have been saved, even with immediate treatment, as those powerful toxins were inhaled and absorbed through her skin to begin their destructive work on her entire system.

RIP beautiful girl

RIP beautiful girl

Would this person have sprayed the dog in the face had he known it would kill her? Perhaps, but I’d like to think he would have made a better choice had he been educated on the dangers of the toxins he held in his hands.

Shortly after hearing this story, I came across a post from Dr. Mercola’s site about summer time dangers to our pets. While a bit late in the season, the information is still valid and worth sharing. I hope you’ll take a moment to read and educate yourselves and please spread the word. You just might save a life.

Blessings to you dear pet lovers.

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Who says horses don’t have a sense of humor?

Sunday, July 26th, 2009

For some time now I have been meaning to take a look at Rusty’s lip tattoo. I wanted to get the number and look up his history from the Jockey Club. He came to me with a sketchy history and no idea of his original name. He is a real character with a quirky personality so naturally I was curious about his background.

Well yesterday was the day. I got him from the pasture and brought him to the grooming/tacking area. After liberally applying fly spray (the bugs are awful this year), he was able to stand still long enough for me to curl back his upper lip. While this doesn’t hurt the horse, Rusty definitely doesn’t like it. After several false starts I finally got the lip in a position where I could read his tattoo.

I barely got the whole number when Rusty let loose with a big sneeze and blew gunk all over my face and head. Ewwwww. That was no accident. Rusty was laughing so hard that I half expected him to fall to the ground. Of course horses are way too cool to actually do that but all you had to do was look in his eyes to see the mirth.

Rusty has a twisted sense of humor.

After that we had a lovely arena ride. He gave me a super smooth collected trot that more than made up for his earlier antics. All in all it was a very good day.

Clint Ritchie Horse Herd Dispersal

Saturday, July 18th, 2009

Photo courtesy of Clint Ritchie fan club.

Photo courtesy of Clint Ritchie fan club.

When Clint Ritchie died this past January he left behind a living, breathing, legacy, a herd of 30 horses. They are a combination of horses that he personally rescued and some that he bred on his ranch.

Clint, an actor, was well known and much loved for his role as Clint Buchanan on the ABC daytime drama, One Life to Live. From all accounts he was a committed horseman who took excellent care of his herd. However, he overlooked one very important aspect of their care: he failed to leave a will expressing his wishes for the horses upon his death. As a result, the county he resided in bears the responsibility of resolving his estate, which includes the horses. Clint’s rescued horses now need to be rescued. I can’t help thinking that this is not the outcome Clint Ritchie would have wanted and it could have easily been prevented. (See my June post: What Happens to My Pet(s) When I Die?)

Fortunately for the horses, the county asked Northern California Equine Rescue to handle the dispersal. They could just as easily have sold them off at auction and left them to whatever hand fate dealt. The county and rescue deserve huge kudos for stepping up in such an honorable way, particularly during a time when there are already huge numbers of horses needing homes and resources are stretched so thin.

Whether you’re a fan of Clint Richie or a horse lover you can help. Visit the rescue’s site for details on how you can help Clint’s horses find their happy ending.

Are animals sentient beings? What’s wrong with anthropomorphizing?

Thursday, June 18th, 2009

Anthropomorphism… attribution of human qualities to nonhumans.

I find it disturbing when people espouse the opinion that animals do not have feelings. As an animal communicator I know for certain that they do, as they regularly share their feelings with me. Why is it that some people are so insistent that we not anthropomorphize animals? Could it be that ascribing emotions to animals means we would have to acknowledge they are sentient beings?

When my beautiful mare, Misty, lost her new filly she had tears running down her face. I had never before seen a horse cry, but that day Misty cried. She had so looked forward to being a mommy and she was devastated. She grieved her baby for months. Her usual spark was missing, so much so that she allowed two of the geldings to boss her around, effectively moving her down from second to fourth ranked in the herd. Her normal personality was very much an alpha mare so it was astonishing to see this change.

Later that year she started looking pregnant. The only stallion she had contact with was our mini, Arlo, who at 31 inches could not have done the deed… unless she laid down. Uh oh. Suddenly I started hearing stories about minis who had bred full-size horses.

That very cold and snowy December as her udder filled and began to wax I was checking her every two hours round the clock. This went on for two weeks with all the signs of impending birth. Then one day everything stopped. She had just gone through a false pregnancy!! She wanted that baby so badly that she imagined herself pregnant and manifested all the physical signs. If animals have no feelings then why did Misty grieve and experience a false pregnancy?

How many times have you heard about cats who suddenly stop using their litter box and soil the house? Often they are upset about something and are acting out those feelings desperately trying to communicate with their guardians.

I recently communicated with a cat who felt displaced by new family members and began to withdraw. As he withdrew further and further he left himself vulnerable and was eventually killed by predators. If he had no feelings he would likely still be alive.

Dogs are even more demonstrative, displaying a wide range of feelings. Is there any doubt about the joy they exhibit when their person comes home? My new puppy, a standard poodle, is one of the most demonstrative dogs I’ve ever met. She is filled with exuberance and loves to clown around for our amusement.

How many times have you seen a dog dreaming, talking in their sleep with their limbs jerking to and fro? Why would they dream if they have no feelings? What would be the purpose? And haven’t we all heard stories about dogs who gave their lives to save their person? Is that not love?

I haven’t even touched on their sense of humor. Some are sarcastic, others more thoughtful wisecracker types like a George Carlin, some are raucous, others have a dry wit. They run the gamut. One stallion I communicated with bragged about how “well endowed” he was. I think he got a kick out of the shock value. See, there’s another category: twisted humor.

This post could get very long with many anecdotes about all manner of animals who have expressed their feelings during communication sessions, but by now you probably get the idea.

So just why are some people convinced that animals lack emotions?

The only conclusion I can come to is that believing they are “dumb” animals allows for treating them like inanimate objects, just another piece of property.

What do you think readers? Is that a plausible explanation? If yes, what can we do to change this misperception?

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Autism unlocked: The Horse Boy

Wednesday, June 10th, 2009

Take one autistic boy and a horse named Betsy. Put them together and what have you got?

A gateway to healing offering hope where previously there was none.

Rupert Isaacson was inspired. He knew that he had found a way to open the door that would allow his autistic son to communicate. His desire and determination sparked a quest that lead his family from Texas to Mongolia.

That’s how the adventure began and it still continues. Witness the miracle of young Rowan speaking for the first time from Betsy’s back. There’s already a book (The Horse Boy) with a movie on the way. Prepare to be inspired.

Horses have a mystical, magical quality that simply defies description. Locked in a silent world it is possible that autistics are able to telepathically communicate with horses (as well as other animals). Opening the door in this way just may lead to verbal communication. It certainly seems to have worked that way for Rowan.

Every day there are children and adults alike experiencing and benefiting from “communicating” with horses.  Just type: equine assisted therapy into your favorite search engine. Then go visit a center near you to see for yourself how it reaches far beyond simple physical therapy. You may just find yourself inspired. They always need volunteers and the experience just may change your life.

Hello, beautiful boy!

Wednesday, April 1st, 2009

That was the beginning of a fascinating animal communication consult. The subject was a horse who could have easily ended up as dog food, were it not for a most determined and caring guardian who was unwilling to give up on him. To protect their privacy I’ll call him “Jackson.” Following is a brief synopsis of our communication:

Jackson: “Beauty is only skin deep. I don’t feel beautiful. I feel flawed. I wasn’t good enough to make it in the show ring so every time I hear how beautiful I am, it reminds me of how shallow that is and inaccurate. I am a reject. I’m no good”

“I don’t know why my mom loves me, I’m really mean to her. I’ve been trying to get her to see that I’m no good. She is really stubborn and is not convinced.”

“I’m sorry [for hurting her]. I was just sure that she would one day realize how wrong she was about me and send me off to the knackers for my antics. That made me so angry and insecure that I acted out against her. I wanted her to think she was the crazy one. If she was crazy and stupid then I was right, sane and whole.”

“Yes, it made me feel good to make her feel bad. Awful I know, which really made me feel worse deep inside. It’s been escalating for a while. I’m glad there is another answer because I don’t want to permanently damage her. She has been kind to me and put up with so much crap you wouldn’t believe! I just knew that one day she’d see the real me and throw me out like the garbage I felt myself to be.  Is it possible that she can forgive me? Is it possible that she could ever trust me?”

During our communication, I spent some time explaining to him how wrong his self image was. Surprisingly (unlike we humans), he was able to fairly quickly grasp his error and reconsider his position.

Jackson: “If she’s serious about starting over, I’d like to try that. Let’s pretend she never knew the schizo me and that I am her perfect horse. That’s a foundation we can build on. I may need reminders from time to time so I don’t fall back into bad patterns. But I will commit to making every effort to change. I will be happy when she calls me beautiful boy instead of getting angry and acting out.”

With that statement he showed me his chest swelling up with pride. Polishing his buttons, as my mother would say. Our communication concluded with sending healing energy to him which he eagerly soaked up.

After that, I communicated with Jackson several more times clearing up the misunderstandings between him and his guardian. Initially, it didn’t seem as if he was following through on his promise to try; but, slowly over time, the relationship evolved. It was a process to be sure, but one they were both willing to undertake and that made all the difference.

Recently I received this message from his guardian:

“I just wanted you to know ‘Jackson’ has been a most benevolent, kind and gentle horse for me since our conversations.  He seems happier and more content, and I am braver now that I can read him better, and therefore be a better leader for him.  Thanks for all your help!”

Not all animal communication consults are as dramatic or successful, to be sure, but enough of them have happy endings to make our collective efforts most worthwhile.

The horse’s perspective on slaughter

Tuesday, March 31st, 2009

A reader writes: “I am struggling with the issue of the Horse slaughter plants. I have horses and have seen many that have been abandoned and neglected. Sometimes I find it difficult to know what to do. There are just not enough places for all of the horses. Do the horses have any thoughts on what happens to them after they pass? What about thoughts of when is their time to pass if they are elderly or ill?”

The horses reply:

“Death is merely a transition. For the most part we do not fear it. We are aware that it is a phase of life. Because we are aware of past life experiences, we know that there will be another opportunity so there is an aspect of excited anticipation about what the next life will be. That is not to say that we do not find some death experiences abhorrent. But whatever, the experience soon passes and becomes a distant memory.”

“None of us wants to have a painful lingering death. And we are grateful to our caring guardians who are able to make the sacrifice and let us go when the time comes. This is a gift beyond measure, one that imprints you upon our soul for eternity.”

“We see that many of you are deeply troubled by the issue of slaughter. It is not our favorite subject either. The thing you must understand about slaughter is that the trauma is what occurs before the actual deed. There is so much fear and confusion, which is multiplied many times over as groups of us are gathered together to take that last lonely trp. Once we get to the point of the actual slaughter, our spirits are already slipping out of our bodies so that we are released from the torment. At that moment, all our cares dissolve and there is only peace and tranquility. We transition from this world to the next where we are greeted and welcomed into the awaiting herd. There is an abundance of fresh air, food, and clean, cool water. In the midst of this any former trauma instantly fades.”

“Actually we would encourage to you to find ways to treat each other better. There is too much violence and hatred among the peoples of the world. If you could learn to treat each other better then you would also treat our kind better.”

It’s all in the perspective: A young gypsy drum stallion comes of age

Wednesday, March 18th, 2009

Yesterday I had an interspecies telepathic communication with a trio of horses, two geldings and a gypsy drum stallion. Their owner was disturbed because the young stallion had begun driving the older gelding away, isolating him. This herd lives a very natural lifestyle and, until recently, were unusually harmonious. In fact, their owner takes great pride in how well the herd interacts, so the young stallion’s actions offended her sensibilities.

First I communicated with the young stallion to find out why. According to him, the older gelding was not respecting his leadership and until he did would have to be driven out. He was not angry, just very matter of fact. In his mind this was the natural order of things and it was the gelding’s choice. He felt he was being firm and fair.

Second I communicated with the older gelding. He was angry that the “little piss ant” was being such a tyrant. He much preferred the ways of the original herd leader, another gelding. But he was also quick to state that he was getting plenty of food and water so not to worry. It was just the fellowship of the herd he was missing.

Finally, I spoke with the other gelding who has been herd leader for quite some time. His perspective was totally a surprise. He stated that the young stallion was preparing to take over as herd leader and needed to gain experience. The gelding would have to deal with having a new leader and respect his rules. However, he also wanted his owner to know that, if necessary, he would intervene to prevent injury.

When next I spoke with the owner, she was recounting recent herd antics and mentioned the stallion grabbing the gelding by the withers. She was pleased to see there was no injury, but still unhappy with the behavior. I was delighted as this confirmed what the stallion communicated to me and clearly demonstrated his intent to be firm and fair.

So we come back to perspective. The owner sees a problem that needs to be fixed. The stallion and old herd leader believe everything is fine and as it should be. They are confident that given time the gelding will acquiesce and honor the new leader. The gelding is miffed but it seems his real problem is dealing with change. Remember none of the herd has been injured during this time. Pretty remarkable and certainly preferable to the wild where the gelding would have been driven out entirely and left to fend for himself.

As I reflected upon this communication, I was once more in awe of the original herd leader. Every time I have communicated with him I have been impressed by his kindness and wisdom. To hear his very practical thoughts on preparing for the day when he would pass the leadership torch was awe inspiring.

Contrast his perspective with many humans who deal with transfer of leadership by acts of violence and war. We could learn a lot by listening to benevolent leaders such as this.

A day in the life of an animal communicator

Thursday, February 19th, 2009

So you think being an animal communicator means my animals always behave? LOL, I wish. Yesterday they were very naughty. I thought my readers might get a kick out of reading what it’s like when my animals misbehave.

It began when the dog ate my headphones. Totally destroyed, gone, finito! She let me know loud and clear that she didn’t appreciate being left out of the cooking extravaganza I was in the middle of. (I had been inspired to make egg rolls and cold sesame noodles, which takes some amount of concentration.) She watched patiently for a while, then quietly slipped away to engage in destruction.

Later, when it was time to feed the horses, she chased the chickens and made a lot of racket which upset the horses. They were already in high spirits as we were in the middle of a heavy snow storm. Her antics meant some of them did not eat their meal that day.

Just getting them to come in and go to their assigned places was a challenge. The girls all lined up politely at the gate, but the boys… they were in the middle of their “stallion” posturing. Lots of rearing, bucking, snorting and even jubilantly rolling repeatedly in the fresh snow.

It would have been a joy to behold if I wasn’t freezing with snow pelting me in the face. (Although I couldn’t help but marvel at their athleticism and the beautiful prancing performance.) I longed for a camera to record it, but the precipitation would have smeared the lens so I gave up that thought.

As I tried to be patient, I was thinking that being an animal communicator you’d think I could just reason with them telepathically. No, it doesn’t work that way. First, it’s more difficult to communicate with my own animals. Just a fact that many communicators experience. Knowing them so well makes it harder to clear my thoughts and let theirs through. Second, I have to be in a calm, meditative state to successfully communicate telepathically.

Six large horses in high spirits with one human who’s visibility is hampered by protective clothing is not conducive to a meditative state! If you know anything about horses, you understand what a dangerous situation that can be. They are so in the moment that there is a lack of recognition of the human being vulnerable to injury.

Looking on the bright side, it was a good opportunity to practice raising my energetic output to create a protective bubble around myself. It all ended well. Today the sun is shining, and my husband loved the egg rolls and cold noodles!

What about you, readers? Any exciting stories about your naughty animals you’d  like to share?