We’ve made it to March!!! We should throw a party on the first of every month with music and dancing and hammocks for people who want a little more quiet. Until that day, I’m here to help you navigate this wild world and better connect with your pets. We are now a pack of four: one yellow lab and two lab mixes and our little yorkie/terrier moppet Francois. My Lord, he entertains us, and he’s a very welcome distraction. We will be looking for new furniture when he outgrows the puppy stage, however! I put the call out on my Sara Moore Enlightened Horizons Facebook page for your questions, and you filled it up! Just a reminder that psychic insight is never a replacement for licensed veterinary care.
Rachael A. asked about Daisy, her white Maltese who passed two days after Christmas. “Who was there to meet her?” Oh my goodness! YES! I see an elegant older man, thin build but on the taller size. He has her in his arms, and he feels more like a spouse’s father, not yours. Imagine being so busy in life you don’t have time to snuggle dogs? He’s making up for lost time. Daisy was so ready to go, but it still came as a surprise for her. It feels like her illness was going on long enough that when that day came, it was a relief and peaceful and not traumatic for her. She’s going to send you tiny moths that dance in the afternoon light in early summer. It will feel like you’re in heaven with her, she says. Wow. That’s beautiful.
Kelly M. asked, “What makes Pippin, my five-pound Poodle/Chihuahua who is thirteen, happy?” Simply being is the answer. He loves when he’s treated like “one of the gang” and is comparing it to someone with a disability being included in attending a sporting event. “Just because he’s old doesn’t mean that he’s broke” is what I’m hearing, and I’m cracking up! Warmth helps his bones so if you can put his bed in the sunny part of the room, he’d really appreciate it. And he’d also like a bowtie that came off a tuxedo or looks like it did. He’s quite dignified in his mind, and he likes that that surprises people. I would love to see a pic of Pippin!
Pauline T. asked about Lexie, a ten-pound Yorkie. “Is she happy?” Oh my goodness! The look you got from her even having to ask that says it all!!! She’s the princess!!! Which in her mind is way better than being a queen because everyone tries to help her look great and be great, so her whole life she has been catered to shamelessly and perfectly! She has no idea what you’re saying to her when you’re having conversations. She said she waits for your intonation to figure it out, and it makes her look quickly. I think she means smart. Again, that says it all right there, doesn’t it?
Before I go, I want to tell you what my cat had to say the other night. No, we don’t usually chat in psychic mode. He’s kitty do no wrong who survived a bobcat attack about thirteen years ago and was abandoned and then adopted by us about fifteen years ago. He said he’s getting ready to hit the road because he misses being a wolf. WHAT?! He assured me he only came as a cat to help me and my son connect, learn to communicate and to love us up the best he could. He said when he arrived it was a hard time for me, which is true. He gave us as much of his love to fill us up, then when recovering from the bobcat incident we sent that love back to him. My son is twenty and Casper is at least fifteen, and he said that we’re all equally distributed with love, and he’ll hang with us in spirit when he goes. Yup, I sobbed and thanked him through my tears. When I got home to tell my wife, she chuckled and pointed out that the Yorkie Terrier mix we kept from the litter of six we fostered from the day they were born was nicknamed Wolfie on our feeding checklist. He’s now Francois and is the happiest little loving moppet puppy I’ve ever met. Apparently, Casper is setting us up for his hopefully far off exit.
