Through the end of this year, I'm offering a 20% discount on telepathic consultations with all animals whose breed begins with the letter "G."

The reduced rates this month apply to German Shepherds, German Shorthaired Pointers, Giant Schnauzers, Golden Retrievers, Gordon Setters, Great Danes, Great Pyrenees, Greyhounds, Gypsy Vanners, and to all other breeds of dogs, cats, horses, or other animals whose breed begins with the seventh letter of the alphabet.


 Both new and current clients of Animal Translations are invited to take advantage of this program.

I'll continue the "ABCs of Animal Communication" promotion next year, when it will resume with the letter "H."

The standard fee for an animal communication consultation is $75.  Clients whose animals qualify for the reduced rate this month can purchase a session for $60 by visiting the Animal Translations website.

Emilie's Spirit Messages

A large measure of the anguish we inevitably feel when cherished animal companions die is the knowing that we will never see them again.  We can no longer caress them, walk with them, talk to them.  The sense of having a door irrevocably shut stings; there seems to be no way to open it again or to recover a semblance of the relationship that brought so much pleasure for so many years.  Only the pain is left in its wake.

But it does not have to be that way, as I've discovered through many "conversations" with animals in spirit, even years after they've abandoned their physical bodies.  And the vibrancy with which our animals live on was brought home again in a dramatic way, during a recent session with a beautiful springer spaniel, Emilie, the soulmate of a woman named Mollie.

All I knew about Emilie was that she had died.  I didn't know how or when.  Mollie wanted the consultation simply to see if Emilie was okay, and whether there were details of their life together that she would be able to share.

As soon as I tuned into her, Emilie came into focus as sharply as any living dog.  She gave the impression that there had been some congestion in her chest, and also mentioned problems with one of her eyes.  Mollie confirmed that the condition that had led to Emilie's death was a large tumor on her chest; she had also suffered from eye infections throughout her life.

Later in our session, Emilie revealed that her role in Mollie's life was as a surrogate child:  she hinted that Mollie had either miscarried, or that she couldn't have children.  That information seemed so personal that I wasn't sure how to relay it to Mollie, so I simply wrote, "She considered herself to be your baby, and there was a feeling that she was almost a surrogate child."

When she read that, Mollie gasped.  In fact, Mollie had indeed suffered a series of miscarriages, and had never had children.  She very much viewed her relationship with Emilie in precisely the way that Emilie had suggested, and I got chills when Mollie finally told me that Emilie had died nine years ago.  "I'm just flabbergasted," she admitted.  "Your session with Emilie brought back a lot of emotions."

What it taught me, yet again, is that the profound connection we forge with our animals is never broken, only changed.  They are still there for us, and though we do not fully understand how this can happen, it does not alter the fact that the ties between us remain real.

How Horses Mourn

Photo:  Fran Hendershaw

Bay Bey's stall is still untouched, with clean bedding and wisps of hay scattered here and there.  Nothing about it belies the dreadful fact that when he tiptoed out the door yesterday afternoon, it was for the last time.  Like so many fallen horses--both famous and nondescript--Bey lost his life to the ravages of laminitis:  his elderly but still proud presence had withered in its wake.

The only kind thing was to let him go, and that is what Gwen regretfully did, loving her friend of 29 years more than fearing the grief that would engulf her as his spirit left him.

Hayley watched behind locked doors as Bey was led away, but she protested and paced and called to him, without understanding the awful truth of what was to come.  She would never again be able to run her lips lovingly over his withers, or play-race him uphill for supper at the end of a late summer's day.  For more than five years now, they've been constant, faithful companions, rarely leaving each other's side and luxuriating in their peaceful friendship as one by one, the seasons passed.

By the time Hayley was released from her prison, Bey had been laid to rest in a deep grave in the corner of a grassy paddock, gently placed next to Gwen's old Arab mare, Gracie, who had died only a few months after Hayley's arrival at the tranquil Harvard farmstead.  All Hayley knew now was that Bey was missing, and she galloped wildly through every inch of the three fenced pastures, tossing her head and shrieking with fear and disbelief that she could not find him.

An observer saw Hayley persist in her desperate search for quite a while before she abruptly stopped at the spot where several feet of fresh dark dirt covered Bey's body.  Hayley smelled the air and she sniffed the ground, and she even stood right on top of the neatly smoothed-over patch, as if Bey were but hiding behind an earthen door and could reappear at her beckoning.  

I arrived as darkness encompassed the barn and sensed that Hayley seemed distracted, but not yet fully resigned to the finality of having been left behind, and alone.  She still seemed to have hope.

By today, something had shifted.  Hayley's thick winter coat was drenched with sweat even as dusk's coolness came, and though she seemed more composed, I knew that she must have spent the day running her heart out.  There was something about her tonight that brought all of the sadness of losing Bey back again, with full force.  Her whole self seemed deflated of the joy of anticipation, and for many long minutes she did nothing but yawn and yawn and yawn, as if a terrible tiredness had settled in.

I wanted so much to protect Hayley, but not by pretending that her search would be fulfilled.  With that thought in mind, I slowly opened the door to Bey's stall, and watched as Hayley strolled in, repeating a pattern I'd witnessed hundreds or thousands of times.  We had so often found them huddled together in a place meant for one, preferring crowded camaraderie to the relative spaciousness of an unshared stall.

This time, Hayley strode in carefully, and silently snorted through every inch of the now vacant stall, poking under leftover hay strands with perked ears.  But suddenly and in slow motion, she seemed to understand what I was trying to show her, and she ambled out of Bey's space with her head hanging down just as low as it would go. 

Alone now in her own stall, Hayley sighed deeply, then nickered for dinner.  She seems to know that her life will go on, but it will never be the same, for any of us. 

Discounts for Fjords, Friesians, Field Spaniels and French Bulldogs

Through the end of November, I'm offering a 20% discount on telepathic consultations with all animals whose breed begins with the letter "F."

The reduced rates this month apply to Fjords, Friesians, Field Spaniels, Flat Coated Retrievers, French Bulldogs, and to all other breeds of dogs, cats, horses, or other animals whose breed begins with the sixth letter of the alphabet.  Both new and current clients of Animal Translations are invited to take advantage of this program.

I'll continue the "ABCs of Animal Communication" promotion in December, when it will be offered to breeds that begin with the letter "G."

The standard fee for an animal communication consultation is $75.  Clients whose animals qualify for the reduced rate this month can purchase a session for $60 by visiting the Animal Translations website.

Welcome home, Tennessee

When I saw Tennessee's picture on PetFinder, it called to me.  There was something about the soulful expression of this sweet-looking dog that made me want to meet him, even though I couldn't imagine that he hadn't already found the perfect home.

As it turned out, he hadn't, and his kind foster Mom, Marie, graciously invited me to drive down to her home in Connecticut to see if we might be a match.  When I arrived there this morning, Tennessee greeted me a bit tentatively before I could even get out of my car, letting out a few half-hearted woofs, as if he considered it his duty to announce my arrival.  But he soon approached me with polite curiosity, and seemed to welcome the gentle touch of my hands and fingers as they caressed his soft body.  Marie said this was the first time Tennessee had shown such interest in a prospective adopter, and I cautiously held my breath, hoping that the spell wouldn't be broken.

It wasn't.  With each passing moment in the company of this doe-eyed dog, I could feel my heart melting more.  I can't say it was love at first sight, because I could see how much Tennessee loved Marie, and I knew that if it were up to him, he'd happily have stayed with her forever.  But at the same time, I sensed that this cinnamon-coated boy might let me into his special world, too.  He willingly jumped into the back seat of my car, though he started to fret a bit when he realized that we were literally leaving his comfort zone.  Once on the highway, he settled right in, and even relaxed enough to take a nap.

It was what happened when we got here that seemed so remarkable.  Within seconds after we walked in the door, my feisty cat, Django, marched right up to "Tenny" to welcome him, immediately sensing that the big dog meant him no harm.  His older brother, the orange tiger, Neil, soon followed, never even blinking as he ventured close enough to sniff.  So far, so good.

If I had any concerns about how my dear Springer Spaniel, Tish, would react to the newcomer, they vanished when she simply looked at Tenny as if he had always lived here.  And honestly, that's how it feels.

Welcome home, Tennessee.  Welcome home.

Discounts for English Setters, English Springer Spaniels, and Exmoor Ponies

Through the end of October, I'm offering a 20% discount on telepathic consultations with all animals whose breed begins with the letter "E.

The reduced rates this month apply to English Cocker Spaniels, English Foxhounds, English Setters, English Springer Spaniels, Egyptian Mau cats, Exmoor Ponies, and to all other breeds of dogs, cats, horses, or other animals whose breed begins with the fifth letter of the alphabet.  Both new and current clients of Animal Translations are invited to take advantage of this program.

I'll continue the "ABCs of Animal Communication" promotion in November, when it will be offered to breeds that begin with the letter "F."

The standard fee for an animal communication consultation is $75.  Clients whose animals qualify for the reduced rate this month can purchase a session for $60 by visiting the Animal Translations website.

A breakthrough for Willow the cat

It had been a rough few months for Tina.  Her parents had died within several weeks of each other, and Tina was not only sad, she was exhausted.

Tina's dear cat, Willow, felt the stress, too.  Plagued by a variety of health issues, she needed medications to preserve her quality of life.  She hated them.  Whenever she saw Tina approaching with the meds in hand, Willow fled.

Though Tina could eventually catch Willow and administer the soothing salves, what she could not do was to stop Willow from peeing on the bed, the pillow, and the rug--everywhere except in the litter box.  I had worked with Willow on a similar problem about a year ago, and from then until now, she had been perfect in her bathroom habits.  But with the recent emotional upheavals, Willow's litter box manners had taken a downturn, and that was more than Tina could take.

That's when she contacted me.

When I checked in with Willow, she felt depressed and worried.  She fully understood that Tina was becoming increasingly upset with her, and that only seemed to be making things worse.  But something Willow said really hit me:  she said that she felt broken, and disposable.  She felt like she was just facing away, and that she didn't matter anymore.  I sensed that Willow wouldn't return to the litter box until her hurt feelings had been healed.

It was hard to tell Tina what Willow had communicated.  I knew that Tina loved her with all her heart, and would do anything she could to help her precious feline friend feel better.  At the same time, Tina admitted that there were times when she'd had fleeting thoughts of re-homing Willow if she continued to urinate on the bed. Tina knew she'd never follow through on those silent threats, but still, they hung in the air, palpably enough for Willow to read them, internalize them, and conclude that she was, indeed, "disposable."

I suggested that Tina talk with Willow in a way that she'd never done before, letting the sweet orange cat know that she cherished her and that she would lovingly care for her forever.  It worked.  

Within 24 hours, Tina messaged me to say that willow had made it through the night without a wet spot in sight.  Three days later, she sent me this quick note:  "Day 4 and no pee.  And Willow is as cuddly as ever.  It's amazing!  Keep your fingers crossed, and thank you so much!"

Calling all Dachshunds, Dalmations, Dobermans and Dutch Warmbloods

Through the end of September, I'm offering a 20% discount on telepathic consultations with all animals whose breed begins with the letter "D."


The reduced rates this month apply to Dachshunds, Dalmations, Dobermans, Devon Rexes, Dutch Warmbloods, and to all other breeds of dogs, cats, horses, or other animals whose breed begins with the fourth letter of the alphabet.  Both new and current clients of Animal Translations are invited to take advantage of this program.


I'll continue the "ABCs of Animal Communication" promotion in October, when it will be offered to breeds that begin with the letter "E."


The standard fee for an animal communication consultation is $75.  Clients whose animals qualify for the reduced rate this month can purchase a session for $60 by visiting the Animal Translations website.

Change Your Mind, Change Your Horse

Linda Tellington-Jones, founder of Tellington TTouch for Animals, and Sage Lewis, a TTouch practitioner and animal behavioral consultant, are offering a free live teleclass called, "Change Your Mind, Change Your Horse" on August 17th from 8:00 - 9:30pm EDT.

As animal communicators know, you can influence an animal's behavior by "showing" him a mental picture of the behavior or action that you would like him to take, rather than unintentionally reinforcing an undesired habit by anticipating it.  Linda will talk about how to use TTouch techniques to help your horse break out of unwanted patterns, and will also discuss the concept of changing a horse's behavior by changing his posture.

This is a wonderful opportunity to learn from one of the great teachers of our time, a woman who comes from her heart with great compassion, and who has enhanced the lives and ease of movement of thousands of animals throughout the world.

Click here to register for the free teleclass (You may have to provide your credit card information, but be assured that you will not be charged).

The loss of Liam

I lost dear, sweet Liam today.  And while I know that he is finally running free of the many ills that plagued his bony body, I cannot describe the pain my heart feels at having to let him go.

I should have been better prepared.  From the time he first came to me--an abandoned waif left to die by the side of the road--I always knew that Liam's fragile body was in danger of failing, but his tough-as-nails, never-give-up spirit kept fooling me into believing that he would somehow be able to recover form the knockout punches that life had dealt him, and that he would always be by my side.  Liam had that power.

These are the delusions of anyone who has ever loved a dog, I think, and I unapologetically plead guilty to nurturing them.

It was on a beautiful October Saturday, exactly one year, eight months, and 21 days ago, that my heart sang as I scooped Liam up and put him gently into my car to begin our journey together, one that seemed fraught with optimism and joy, even though I knew it would ultimately end like this.  But as I wrapped him in a quilt this morning, and laid Liam down to take what I realized would be our last ride together, my heart protested amid the sobs:  too soon, too soon.

Rest in peace, my beautiful boy.  You were a gift from heaven, and I was so honored to be there to hold you and to love you as you took your last breath.  You'll live forever in my heart.

Calling all Basset Hounds, Beagles, Bloodhounds, Bengals, and Belgians

I'm continuing my alphabet-inspired discount program during the month of July, offering a 20% discount on animal communication consultations to all animals whose breed or species begins with the letter "B."

The reduced rates this month will apply to Basset Hounds, Beagles, Bloodhounds, Border Collies, Boxers, Briards, Bengals, Belgian Draft Horses, and to all other breeds of dogs, cats, horses, or other animals whose breed begins with the second letter of the alphabet.  Both new and current clients of Animal Translations are invited to take advantage of this program.

I'll continue this whimsical "ABCs of Animal Communication" promotion in August, when it will be offered to breeds that begin with the letter "C."

The standard fee for an animal communication consultation is $75.  Clients whose animals qualify for the reduced rate this month can purchase a session for $60.00 by visiting the Animal Translations website.

Calling all Abyssinians, Airedales, and Arabians!

I've just launched a new client appreciation program whereby animals whose breed or species begins with the letter "A" will receive a 20% discount on telepathic consultations with me during the month of June.

The discounts this month will apply to Appaloosas, Arabians, Andalusians, Abyssinians, American Shorthairs, Afghan Hounds, Airedales, Akitas, Alaskan Malemutes, American Foxhounds, Australian Shepherds, and to all other breeds of dogs, cats, horses, or other animals whose breed begins with the first letter of the alphabet.  Both new and current clients of Animal Translations are invited to take advantage of this program.

Animal Translations' ABCs of animal communication will continue in July, when it will be offered to breeds that begin with the letter "B."

The standard fee for an animal communication consultation is $75.  Animals who qualify for the reduced rate can purchase a session for $60.00 this month by visiting the "Consultations" page of my website.

Remembering a very special lady, Marlene Prince

I never met Marlene Prince, but she was very special to me.

She was one of my earliest animal communication clients, having contacted me back in 2007 to request a session for her stately black poodle, Jack.  Neither of us dreamed that it would change all of our lives.

There was nothing special going on with Jack at the time Marlene first called me.  She just wanted to know whether he was happy, healthy, and enjoying his life.  Though she was a cancer sufferer herself, her only thoughts were for Jack's well-being.  She never talked much about herself.

In the course of my session with Jack, I detected a tingling sensation in one of his toepads, and mentioned this to Marlene, though I wasn't sure what it meant.  Oddly enough, on the very day that I told her about her beloved dog's foot, she noticed that he was limping on it.  That was enough to prompt her to seek her veterinarian's opinion as to what might be going on.

But after examining Jack, her veterinarian said he could find nothing amiss.  Marlene didn't believe it.  She sought a second opinion, and again, the veterinarian told her that Jack was fine.  At that point, another person might have doubted herself, but not Marlene.  She made yet another appointment with a third veterinarian, and sure enough, this one told her that Jack had cancer in the very toepad in which I had felt the tingling.  That diagnosis--and Marlene's refusal to take "no" for an answer when it came to the health of her dog--saved Jack's life.

And it changed mine.  When she contacted me after Jack's uneventful recovery from the surgery to remove the cancerous toepad, Marlene was effusive in her gratitude.  I was humbled by this gentle lady's strength and compassion, and by the opportunity to share in her good news.  And so, like everyone who loved and cherished Marlene Prince, I mourn her passing.  She truly enriched my life.

Free flower essences for Valentine's Day!

I am offering a special Valentine's gift to all current and prospective clients who schedule a session for one of their animals during the month of February.  For each standard consultation, I'll include a free flower essence of your choice, from the Green Hope Farm "Animal Wellness Collection."

I often recommend flower essences for problems such as separation anxiety, jealousy, neediness, litter box issues, introductions of new pets into the family, transitions to new homes, recovery from physical and emotional injuries, and to support older animals during the aging process.

I have found that specially formulated flower essences can often be extremely useful as an adjunct to my sessions with animals who may need some extra help in coping with difficult situations, shifting out of problem behaviors, or adjusting to new circumstances.  I often recommend them as a form of "aftercare.".  In particular, the 22 unique blends from Green Hope Farm's Animal Wellness Collection are gentle, alcohol-free, and in my experience, quite effective.

The usual price for a consultation with a flower essence is $90, but for February only, in honor of Valentine's Day, my clients (both old and new!) will receive the flower essence as a gift with each standard $75 consultation.

If you'd like to take advantage of this offer, you can schedule a session for your animal through the Animal Translations website.