It was a Thursday and I got a call “Please can you come and see my cat” I was asked. I have adopted her and she just attacks me and bites. In fact I adopted her from the Animal Welfare because she was dropped off because she attacked her previous owners to the point that they couldn’t handle her and took her to the Animal Welfare, but she has been with me for 2 weeks, hasn’t left this room, hides away and attacks me if I scratch more that her head.
Well we sat on the bed and I started communicating with the cat, letting her know that this was her new home and that this lady was going to be her new mom, that she would be safe and loved in the home. Please let her know that I would love her to sleep on my bed but she is welcome to use this room as her own. Well the cat who got a new name, Cleopatra, was beyond tickled pink “I have never had my own room before she told me.” We were lying on the room cuddling and stroking and scratching her all over. I left soon after that.
Friday afternoon I see Cleopatra’s mom. “Wow she says, Cleopatra walked out of the room and down the passage and last night she slept on my bed and today she is making herself at home in the entire house. Thank You.”
It is so humbling to hear stories like this one, knowing that as an animal communicator you can be part of helping and assisting animals in need. This is why I do what I do!