I am really grateful. I had an animal communicator when I lived in WI talk to my cat about our impending move. She regularly hold benefits and sessions at the local humane society, so I figured she couldn't be a charlatan because someone would have complained and they wouldn't keep hosting her. It was absolutely unreal the things she was saying. Like, the cat had been wigging out and really upsetting my stacks and piles of stuff I was sorting through for the move, and I knew he was upset, because he doesn't usually do that. We had just gotten around to the subject of the move (he wanted to talk about the desirable qualities of the carpet in my house, and the lack thereof in the room we were all in at the shelter) and she said he was sending her a picture of...and she took every paper she had and piled it haphazardly on the table, and said "it looks like this, all over, and he hates it." Just that morning I'd been at the dining room table, which was covered with exactly the kinds of stacks she'd put together, and he'd spent all morning leaping through them. So I said "Yeah, OK, what is it that is upsetting him about this?"
Turned out it was the mess. She said he said that my house was usually VERY tidy (it is) and he LIKES that and everything was totally trashed all the time now and he wanted to know when it was going to go back to being nice again. Well. While we were at it, I had her tell him he was going to have to go into the cat boarding place (which he loves) for a long time because we had to travel. She said he had been picking up pictures of a great big water from us, and she asked if we were going overseas, the water "was that big". I said yes, as a matter of fact. And that's why he has to go in the boarding place, because we are flying.
There was this pause, and she said "He wants to know why that is a problem. He says he travels a lot. He says he goes on planes all the time!" and then it's like she listened to what she had just said and looked at him and looked at me and said "That's true? He goes on planes all the time?" I said yes, as a matter of fact, he does. And he seems to like it. She agreed that he did. So I had to explain about the quarantine and how he couldn't stay with us.
Unreal. NO one with two brain cells to rub together and ANY experience of cats at all is going to randomly arrive at the conclusion that a cat likes to travel (at all) let alone likes to travel on a plane. THEN he started telling her about how my husband takes him to work once in a while (where "everyone comes to visit him") - all true - and that NEXT time my husband should be sure to make a good litter box for him. Also true - I'd been talking to my husband about that a week or two earlier. Now, guessing that a cat likes to travel on planes AND likes to go to work at the college where he Receives company like the Queen of England AND was cheesed because he didn't have a litter box? The probability is vanishingly small.
So when I decided to buy Huey I made an appointment with her at once for a phone conversation. Apparently, she needs a picture of the critter, and she actually specializes in horses. She works with vets from time to time to help sort out mysterious equine ailments. That conversation was WILD. She said he wanted to know what kind of riding we were going to do, because what we were doing wasn't what he was used to. I had her explain about dressage to him. He had some requests about access to grass, wanted to know if he could have a window to the outside in his stall, wasn't at all sure about his paddock buddy (I wasn't either), had some complaints about his farrier (who I was on the verge of ditching anyway because *I* wasn't convinced he was doing the right job), wanted to know if he was going to do more jumping (and was disappointed when I said no, and asked then if we couldn't even jump little things like a log in the woods). Then he said he needed the dentist because one of his teeth was making a sore on the inside of his cheek (I got the dentist out right away, and she said he had a ramp that had caused a lesion). Crazy stuff!
I asked her what his thoughts on being *my* horse were, and whether he cared about that kind of thing. She said he did, really did, and that he thought he was a good horse for me. Said he was not crazy like some of the other horses, and even though he can get distracted he pulls it together pretty fast. My trainer considers him to be a 6 or 7 on the 1-10 "hot temperament" scale, so this was a pretty fair cop... it was wild!
The animal communicator told me how to "talk" to him - she said to make a picture in my mind and kind of push it out there. Trainers are all the time saying to visualize the result you want, so while I don't begin to understand how this works, it does seem to. I went through an annoying patch with him recently where he didn't feel like getting haltered up - he was out of work, and b.o.r.e.d. and this was, at least, a diversion. I also suspected it had something to do with spending more time with me, even if it was time that neither one of us found terribly satisfying. I had to run him around the paddock in order to persuade him that standing still for haltering was the "easy" thing. I'd done a couple of rounds of groundwork with the trainer, where she watched my body language carefully to make sure I wasn't sending him some signal to run off, and we did a lot of work on following, etc. but he was still moving off every time I got close to him. Then one day, I thought of that communicator, and I focused really hard and envisioned walking up to him, having him stand still, going in the halter right away, and getting a huge scratch on the neck. Lo, this is exactly what happened...I don't understand it, but I tell you, I was SUPER relieved at not having to waste a bunch of time slogging around in a muddy paddock trying to halter the horse...