I taught animal communication workshops across the country for quite a few years and for a short time I wrote a column called Animal Talk. Here's a couple of stories.

Animal Talk


To all of you that missed my workshop yesterday; we had a great day. We moved from spot to spot taking advantage of any shade the sparse trees willingly offered. Swarms of gnats tried to devour us and as a last ditch effort we left them to their own devices and moved to my house. Horses and all; comfort at last. Everyone was good-natured about our plight, but enough was really enough. The whole day went amazingly well; by the end of the day everyone was talking with the animals. We worked with dogs, horses and kitty’s. We found one dog had a problem with urination, one kitty probably needed more socialization with his own kind as a youngster, a horse was trying too hard to please and a myriad of others had a few minor ailments and anxiety issues. One dog was stepped on by a horse and hurt his toe; he laughingly said he’d like a band-aid. Animals can be rather humorous at times just as most of us. Nothing is as therapeutic as a good belly-laugh and some critters have the capacity to make me howl, and I do. Enjoy your animals friends, and maybe next time there’s a workshop you can participate, too. 

Animal Talk 

We see into the soul through those colorful portals of amber, obsidian, and emerald. Our eyes are mirrors that express our feelings. Who wouldn’t smile at the adoration expressed in our animals’ soft eyes and furry faces?

I’ve shared friendship with many four-legged beings through the years. They’ve stuck with me through good times and bad. Never complaining, always there, offering unconditional love. Wouldn’t it be wonderful if all our human relationships fared as well?

I cringe at the abuse I’ve seen and am glorified at the number of people who give critters a second chance in a loving home. I’ve walked through animal shelters and sale barns and seen the hopeful looks on so many faces. It’d be nice to be in a position to save them all, although that’s a bit unrealistic. We can, though, make a difference. These animals do need people. When they’ve been raised with human contact, most still crave the interaction and pack instinct that is so integral to survival. They ask so little—a kind word, a gentle hand and a full belly.

I’ve rescued several horses, including one from near starvation who went on to be Grand Champion 1/2 Arabian Mare at Halter. Mack, the Malamute, my companion here in Colorado, came to Kaila (my old Shepherd who I had for more than 12 years from a NC shelter) and I. We couldn’t find his people, so we decided he needed to stay with us.

Last week, I worked with two adopted dogs—a Lab and a Shepherd. The Lab’s person wasn’t sure why his dog woofed at certain times, so we asked. Misty sarcastically replied, “He knows what I want and doesn’t need to be told.” Hmm, well, okay. The Shepherd has a very protective instinct and his barking at other dogs is very insistent. He did say, “He’d try to tone it down.” Thanks, big guy.

I had occasion to work with an aged horse years ago that had been adopted. He showed me a picture of a lone tree in a green pasture, beside a pond. There was a short, dark-haired girl there as well. I relayed this information and got stunned looks from several people. “Isn’t that the place right up the road?” one girl asked. “Didn’t Jane raise this horse?” So I asked the horse, “Is this what you’re showing me, the girl who raised you?” “Yes,” he said. “I’d like to see her before I pass.” I conveyed this to his people, and we all swiped tears. The girl was found, and it seems she had to move away and couldn’t take her horse. She drove several hours to see him, and they spent an afternoon together. The horse died quietly in his sleep a day later.

Do animals need people? Of course they do!