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She Talks to the Animals

Our CiCH friend, Jennifer, has been holding my hand behind the scenes, giving me LOTS of helpful advice throughout the day on how to best help Bob and how to interpret what we're finding out about his health issues. I think Jennifer should be a Vet. She has such a broad understanding of feline health problems and has no fear about treating them, even if it means scary things like giving SubQ fluids. She also understands how their delicate digestion works and how to work with it when it begins to fail. I aspire to be as knowledgeable as she is some day.

She's a great detective, too. I think I would have saved a lot of money if I just had Jennifer take a look at Bob. Also, this woman has a really BIG heart. Jennifer set me up to speak with an Animal Communicator named Dawn. At this point, with so many varied possible problems facing Bob, I quickly accepted Jennifer's offer to cover the costs for the consultation.

This morning, I spoke with Dawn, the Animal Communicator. All I had to do was give her the cat's name, age and description of the cat. She would tune in to the cat and speak with them, then pass the message on to me. All I said was; "The cat's name is Bob Dole."

"Bob has to be an orange cat, right? Most orange cats prefer to have human names for some reason!"

Then Dawn sighed. She told me that Bob is quite ill. The left side of his head, his left lung, his left nostril are sore or ache. His kidney area, lower back hurts, too. He feels weak so he can't take care of himself right now. He is so sick he isn't worried that he is at the Vet's office. He knows that they are there to help him. He is not in a lot of pain. He is more comfortable today than he was yesterday, but he is not cured. I asked her to ask him if he wants to keep living or if he feels that it is his time to go and she said that he wants to live if he can get better. He wants to come home and he loves me very much.

I also asked her about my other cats. First, we focused on Petunia. I was very impressed that she nailed Petunia's personality immediately. She said Petunia was very complicated, very nice, but had the aspects of a feral cat who wasn't feral—a wily alertness. She was bitchy with the other cats and liked everyone to cooperate with her. It's her character to be like this, it's not how she was raised. She wants to be loved for who she is and yes, she would love to be in a house where she is the only cat, but she's ok with things as they are, too.

The Girls
Gracie, left and Petunia on the right

Dawn was dead on, too, by saying Petunia peed in the middle of the sofa and on other furniture, as well as peeing on other cat's beds. She is a vengeful pee-er. Dawn asked her to not do that and to only mark by using her claws and face to mark things that are okay to mark on. As I write this, Petunia is rubbing my leg!

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Cricket. She told me he was friendly and affectionate and playful. All true. He pees, too, but is a follower and only pees because someone else started it first. He likes to be part of things, again, true. He used to hide and over the years has become very social.

"Rub My Belly"- Friday

Spencer. This one shocked me. I asked her to ask Spencer if he feels all right. Her answer was the Spencer has a chronic breathing problem that he's had since he was a kitten. This is absolutely true and only a few people know this. He also said he had some cramps moving his bowels! Oops! I'll have to find out why. Otherwise he is okay. I asked about his life before he came to live here. He said he lived in "not good" places and that he was on his own a lot. Oh, and he LOVES me a LOT and he would like MORE attention, please! My goodness. Spencer gets more attention from me than my other cats! The little weener!

Spencer, the Prince of Pouff

Gracie. She knew somehow the Gracie was Petunia's Mom. That Gracie was really grateful to be here and to have food. Her life before she came here was very rough. This is also true. Gracie was abused by her former owner and is still skittish as a result.

Since time was running out, Dawn offered to speak to all the cats. I gave her their names. She picked out Nora and mentioned that Nora doesn't get in the middle of things and prefers to stay out of it. She's very mellow and easy going and she is not peeing anywhere in the house. True!

She felt that Petunia, Cricket and Nicky (which shocked me) are the ones that pee. That Cricket and Nicky pee on the wooden window sill, while Petunia nails everything else. Now I am supposed to visualize the cats NOT peeing on things, but in their pan, and to ask them to please only mark the house using their face and claws on things they know they can mark on and to let the house smell like humans.

And that was it! It was so much like a regular conversation, but then looking back on it, she did have some very accurate feelings about the cats. It left me feeling rather impressed and surprised.

And for the last time, Jennifer, THANK YOU for making this possible!



I'm SO SO SO SO glad that Bob is coming home!


I don't doubt for a moment that Metcalf can communicate with these animals on a level foreign to most people. Consider this ability is much like us learning a form of sign language that doesn't follow the American standard, and uses forms of sound, multiple sources of motion, and scent to convey the message. It's so different, that someone unfamiliar with it can't be sure it's communication, or just behavioral traits. Whether you get the message or not, however, it still exists.

Very enlightening thanks for the material

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