I walk my dogs frequently in the evenings down a wooded trail near our suburban home. I’d see other walkers, with and without dogs, but I rarely said more than a greeting. If they had a dog, there is a possibility that my dogs will be impolite, and […]
“When we listen to our own animal selves, we hear who we are, and the world changes. When we become true to ourselves as animals, we listen not exclusively with our minds, or with our hearts, or with both. We listen with our whole bodies.” Every once in […]
Our pets play and sleep with us. They comfort and love us, often for many years. We are often closer to them than to many of our human friends and family because they are always there, showing their love. (For example, see Tribble’s Job.) It doesn’t matter what […]
My favorite childhood books involved talking animals. That is, they had conversations with each other, not with people, but they had rich social lives and lived in harmony with their surroundings. The Mother Westwind Series by Thornton W. Burgess was a favorite, as was Winnie the Pooh, which […]
Yesterday was my 3-year Blogaversary. I stopped to reflect and remembered in the beginning when I didn’t want to write a blog. I didn’t know what I would say, but it was suggested to me so many times that I decided to give it a try. I’m finally […]
He invites me with a wiggle of his hips and the come-hither look in his eyes. As I near him, he stops and gives a sharp sound of delight. “Welcome to my garden,” he says, “thank you for tending it for me.” Russell Sprout was born feral and […]
I volunteered my dog to participate in a class for animal communicators. People in the class were invited to talk to my dog, Tribble, whose photograph I showed them, and tell me if she had a message. Most of the communicators got pretty much what I expected. Then, […]
Peace with My Life
