Posts Tagged ‘pet chatter’

Pet Chatter Communication with Majestic Percheron Gelding

Tuesday, October 7th, 2008

Rick is a 17.3 Teenaged Percheron Gelding. He lives in a natural herd environment where he is the leader. He is jet black and magnificent. He has a quiet dignity that inspires trust and deep affection. Majestic is what comes to mind when gazing upon his countenance.

Fortunately for him, his guardians are aware of just how special he is. I’ve communicated with him several times and always come away marveling. He is a beneficent leader and takes his role very seriously.

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Photo courtesy of Serenity Equestrian Center

Pet Chatter: “Why don’t you come to visit when there is company? Your gift of connecting with people is deeply appreciated and your guardians want to share that.”

Rick: “I don’t come running like a dog. I’m the herd leader and I have my dignity. I do like visiting, but I’m more discriminating than the boys. I prefer to watch and make sure the visitors aren’t harming my herd. There are times when a visitor will pique my interest and then I’ll visit, but they’re special. If you ask me to interact with certain people I’ll comply, but my preference is to choose the ones that I’m drawn to.”

Pet Chatter: “You stood back and let Thyme rule the water? What made you do that? It was greatly appreciated.” (Thyme is a lower-ranking gelding in the herd.)

Rick: “Thyme needed to drink. It made him more secure to play dominance games. Even though it was just posturing, it helped him feel more secure and able to drink his fill. My job is to take care of the herd. Thyme needed to go through that ritual for his mental and physical well being. It did not in any way threaten my position as leader. I was setting a good example for the others which is also one of my responsibilities. When the herd functions as a team it is stronger and safer.”

Pet Chatter: “How do you feel about your saddle? Do you have any discomfort?”

Rick: “I prefer no saddle. The saddle squeezes me and is uncomfortable. It’s like wearing a girdle and I can’t fully breathe. I feel constricted and can’t enjoy our riding time. Everything else is fine. I love our wide-open spaces and all the yummy grass. I feel good about my herd and am pleased with the way things run so smoothly.”

[His guardian remarked that she had been over tightening the girth as the saddle tended to slip on his round barrel. Thus the girdle reference was quite meaningful.]

What about your herd? What interesting things have you observed? Are you able to detect different personalities or quirks? Please share your anecdotes in our comments section below.

Little Poodle Finds New Home with Giant Horses

Sunday, September 28th, 2008

Since this blog is titled Pet Chatter, I thought it was high time that I included a post from an actual Pet Chatter Animal Communication consultation. This poodle was a delight to communicate with, and her adventures with the “giant” draft horses are very entertaining. Enjoy!

Pet Chatter Nyla

Photo courtesy of Serenity Equestrian Center

Nyla is a four-year-old black miniature poodle. Through no fault of her own she found herself in need of a new home. She was sad to leave her family, yet she knew that it would be best for all concerned. Nyla sent out powerful yearnings for a gregarious, stimulating family environment.

Meanwhile, quite nearby, Gayla was ready to find a new family dog, having lost her two some time ago. Her ideal dog would be a small poodle that was cuddly and would enjoy spending time together on her farm.

In one of those wonderful universal alignments, they were brought together. It’s only been a short time, but they are both convinced it was a perfect match. Gayla is delighted at her cuddly, lap dog who was an instant hit with the family, and who loves to go out and visit with the horses. Things are going even better than she hoped. And Nyla, she has some strong opinions, which she communicated recently during a Pet Chatter consult:

NYLA: “It’s a great place to live. I get lots of attention. They carry me around and are really glad to see me. I missed feeling like part of a family. They also have these big creatures that live out back. I haven’t figured them out yet but I will. They are very big but I can tell that they are also gentle. I tried bossing them around but they just laughed at me and thought I wanted to play. That strategy didn’t work so I’m planning another. I haven’t quite figured out what it should be yet.”

The Pet Chatter: “Why don’t you try talking to them to see if they want to be friends?”

NYLA: “Can I really do that?” She mulled that over and decided to give it a try.

The Pet Chatter: “Try being kind to them and they will be kind in return.” That was a foreign concept to her. Being a natural predator, she’s more in line with fear and intimidation.

NYLA to Gayla: “Thank you for picking me to be part of your family. I knew you were coming because I heard you calling out to me. When we met I felt I already knew you. You were familiar and comfortable all at the same time. It’s a strange thing, but that’s what happened. I knew that things were shaky at my former home and it was hard to sleep or feel safe. When I get anxious I overeat, that’s why I’m so fat. Now I don’t feel the need to gorge myself as if tomorrow will never come. I feel safe, secure and appreciated. Warm, fuzzylicious. I like it here and I think I’ll stay.”

Since integrating into her home Nyla has gotten more exercise and the excess pounds are coming off. She’s more energetic and vibrant and Gayla reports that after our Pet Chatter session her attitude towards the horses is greatly improved.

Colic Crisis at Natural Horsemanship Clinic

Tuesday, September 23rd, 2008

I took my mare, Misty, to a natural horsemanship clinic expecting to come away with many new lessons. We certainly learned a lot and our relationship grew but I hadn’t expected to include a study on colic. Horses have such finicky digestive systems and stress, such as traveling, can bring colic or other health issues. Here is how the situation unfolded:

This was Misty’s first time away from home for more than a short period of time. On the day we trailered to the clinic she barely drank any water (healthy horses should drink 7-10 gallons per day).  I added electrolytes to her water and she drank most of that bucket. By the time I left her for the night it appeared as if she was back on track and had settled in comfortably.

I arrived early the next morning, Saturday, to check on her and noticed fewer manure piles than normal. (Constipation in horses = colic, which = a potentially lethal stomache.) As a precaution, I syringed probiotics and continued using electrolytes in her water.  In less than half an hour she began producing manure.

The morning session of the clinic went extremely well. We went through basic ground work looking for any glitches that needed attention. Misty is very light and responsive to cues and with the help of the clinician she became even more so. In retrospect I realize that she was a bit clingy, most unusual for her. Had I not been so focused on the clinic I would have realized she was communicating with me that she was in distress. (Animal communicators are tuned in, but susceptible to distraction like most people.)

For the afternoon session we were to be mounted. Misty has huge saddling issues that we’ve worked and worked on but after more than one ill-fitting saddle she is quite the skeptic. She became the project horse for the first part of the session. I had switched to a Bob Marshall Sports Saddle some time before this and thought we had finally solved the fitting problem. What I learned was that the pommel was digging into her back and still causing her issues — even with a treeless saddle! (This lead to several other participants having their saddles evaluated and many of us were surprised at the fitting issues.)

After some repadding to relieve her withers, I mounted and prepared for the riding portion of the clinic. From the beginning it was obvious that something was not right. Misty was very twitchy and irritable. The clinician was convinced it was the saddle but I knew better.

Normally after I manage to get the saddle on her she is a dream to ride. She had never behaved in this manner before. This just was not my horse!

I lightly trotted her around the arena to see if she would settle but gradually she became worse and I could feel an explosion building inside her. She was clearly communicating that something was wrong.  I  dismounted and took her back to the stall.

Having gotten her message loud and clear, I checked her digestive reflex point. She was very reactive. No wonder she was irritable, she was colicking! I syringed more probiotics and continued with the electrolytes. All in all I probably syringed her half a dozen times during a 24-hour period.

Sunday morning was the final day of the clinic. This time there were more manure piles and things were looking nearly normal. I checked her digestive reflex again and there was only a minor reaction. More probiotics and we were off to day two ground work.

The final afternoon session was mounted work. With the colic symptoms relieved, Misty was her usual self under saddle and we were able to do some quality fine tuning. It was a very productive clinic experience for us on many levels, including dealing with her colic.

When I packed for the clinic I included emergency supplies: probiotics, electrolytes, natural antibiotics, and healing clay. Thank goodness for that foresight! I cannot imagine how the experience would have turned out if we had to call in a vet to treat colic. Of course had the situation worsened, I was fully prepared to make the call. Whenever in doubt calling the vet is the right thing to do. But in this situation I was able to quickly assess the situation and administer the correct holistic remedies. Crisis averted and we had an otherwise very satisfying clinic experience.

Moral of the story: Never leave home without an emergency cache of holistic remedies.

The Continuing Saga of Colic

Monday, September 22nd, 2008

My second colic encounter was with an older horse that was temporarily boarding at Seven Springs. His system was not as robust and he didn’t handle transitions well. One morning I noticed he was lying down more than usual. I asked him to get up and he did not want to move. It took some doing to get him on his feet. No gut sounds and his capillary refill was sluggish. No doubt in my mind that it was colic. I immediately syringed probiotics. Less than half an hour later there was improvement. After syringing a second dose he was hugely improved. I continued to closely monitor him over the next two days. He was better than ever. The probiotics helped him through the transition and his gut function was restored. Colic crisis averted.

Since then I make sure to always have a ready supply of probiotics (DynaPro is the one I trust). Healthy horses have  healthy, functioning guts. It’s important to emphasize that holistic remedies may not always be the best choice. Whenever there is any doubt the responsible thing to do is call your vet.

My Introduction to Colic

Sunday, September 21st, 2008

My first hands-on experience with colic was when my mare, Misty, was boarded in Brooklyn. It was a very unnatural situation with no turnout. Misty had received the required spring vaccinations and had a bad reaction. She was feverish, lethargic and her neck had a grapefruit-sized knot at the injection site.

That evening I got a call from the stable. She wasn’t eating and they were worried about colic. The usual colic remedy was a shot of Banamine and wait to see if a vet call was necessary. It was a long, scary night but by morning she was slightly improved.

A few years later we were blessed to be able to move Misty to Seven Springs and set up a natural herd environment.  By then I had started on an empowering journey to find holistic solutions, which was fortunate since vets are scarce in this rural area.

Colic and horses

Saturday, September 20th, 2008

Today I was reflecting on colic in horses. Colic is a word that casts a long shadow of fear in the hearts of equine lovers and is a frequent topic of discussion. Colic is a word that often means an emergency vet visit and hours of fingernail-biting anxiety.

One of the many benefits of natural or holistic horsekeeping is that colics are rare. When horses are allowed to move freely and have free choice access to a variety of foods their guts function as they were designed and all is usually well.

Because colic is all about the gut not functioning well, remedies that stimulate proper function are of great value. A colic remedy that has worked well for us is DynaPro, a probiotic from Dynamite. At the first sign of distress some DynaPro syringed orally has thus far resulted in things moving in the right direction. Result: happy, healthy horses.

Magic Owie Spray Saves the Day

Friday, September 19th, 2008

On a lovely summer afternoon we had the pleasure of a visit from our friend, Susan, her children, and friends. With six young people, two of whom were very active boys, it was only a matter of time until I had to bring out the Release, aka Magic Owie Spray.

The first boo boo came when one of the boys, Remi, was stung by a bee. After thoroughly spraying the affected area, he was off romping in the hay with his buddy, Jeremy. We touched it up a couple times later in the day to make sure it wouldn’t bother him later and he was good to go.

While I was busy retrieving the horses from pasture, instructing the kids on grooming and finally saddling, we had another boo boo. Yelena, Susan’s young daughter, neglected to remove her fingers when feeding carrots to Jasmyn and got pinched. (Thankfully even at a young age, Jasmyn is sensitive and aware so the skin wasn’t broken.) Time for more Magic Owie Spray. Within a few minutes she was smiling and asking when the horses would be ready to ride.

Dakota, always a favorite with the kids, was first up. She was her usual patient and accommodating self. Next was Rusty. He’s proven to be great with kids as well. He loves interacting with humans and is really a big puppy dog. One of these days I expect him to start licking people. (During an Animal Communication session Rusty said that he wanted to try fox hunting so now we’re on the lookout for a home where he can do just that. After a successful beginning at eventing I expect he will excel at the hunt.)

Soon saddles were in place, kids were helmeted and the rides began. Susan and her friend, Sandy, took over leadline duty. For the next couple of hours it was all about who got to ride and for how long. The moms did a great job of juggling and all the kids had big smiles on their faces, including the teenage young ladies. It’s days like this that make all the hard work on rehabbing well worthwhile.

There was just a bit of a bauble when Yelena, who was somewhat timid, had second thoughts about climbing up so high. Rusty at 16 hands can be intimidating to one so small so we brought over Dakota who’s a bit shorter and has a back like a couch. Dakota stood like a champ and gave Yelena all the time she needed to build her confidence. She really has a special gift of gaining the rider’s trust, at least for leadline rides, the rest is a whole other story…

It was such a satisfying day all the way around. Rusty and Dakota were happy with all the attention and the kids ended up tired and happy. There’s not much better than sharing our horses and our love for them with friends.

Ouch. Then I went inside and discovered that despite wearing a hat, I ended up with a painful burn on my face. Did I mention that I buy Release by the six pack? After liberally spraying my face, the sting was gone and the day still ended on a happy note.

Summer 2008

Tuesday, August 19th, 2008

It’s been a schizophrenic summer. Can’t seem to decide between hot/cold or dry/wet and the absolute strangest August in my memory. The horses are absolutely loving this cool spell after those hot, fly-filled days in July. Today I turned them out in the back yard and they had a party. Misty was strutting around in beautiful self collection with her tail held high. Jasmyn was prancing and bucking. Merlyn couldn’t decide whether to buck and kick or tear around the grass . . . tearing up the grass. Oh they were a sight! The others joined in and they had a good ten-minute romp before they settled down to grazing.

This year our fledgling chicken flock has embarked upon a demonstration of geometric progression. With two hens and four roosters, the hens get quite a workout. In the spring they each sat on a dozen or so eggs. Three weeks later they each had half a dozen or so chicks. Three days later they each had two — which have turned out to be hens. Don’t ever discount the intelligence of chickens. They had set themselves up for a better quality of life by limiting the roosters and increasing the hen population. Harsh, but necessary in their opinion.

Last month the original hen was suddenly guarding 19 chicks. It seems her daughter had hatched hers but had no intention of raising them. (Perhaps they are all roosters, I won’t know until they are older.) After two days she had abandoned nine. So I gathered them up and brought them into the house to raise. Oh my can they cheep! Noisy little critters that needed to get back outdoors in a hurry. So I built them an enclosure and out they went at about two weeks.

Now except for the occasional cat stalking the pen, or the horses getting too curious, they are thriving. We lost one when Arlo tried to lift the pen and steal their feed, but the remaining eight are nearly doubled in size and testing out their little wings. One night it turned cold and I decided to bring them indoors except they were now able to fly right out of the box, so outdoors they stayed. Every day they tell me that they are ready to join the flock and every day I tell them that it is too soon. Just a few more weeks and I’ll set them free at which time I know they will have plenty to say.

The hen who abandoned her babies in the spring has since hatched out another brood of eight or nine. They move so quickly I can’t get an accurate count. So far she seems intent on raising all of them. From the original six we now have somewhere around thirty-eight. Geometric progression in action. Ha, ha, just wait until those spring insects arrive. Our chickens will have a feast and the horses will be able to graze in peace.

So what does all of this have to do with animal communication? Well, the point is that the animals are always communicating and if we but take the time to watch and listen, we can intuit at least some of what they are saying. For those times when you need more information, visit Pet Chatter.com and book a consultation. Your pets will thank you and you’ll be privy to a whole new world of their thoughts and feelings.