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Pet Strollers

To stroll or not to stroll

First Appeared in the

Santa Barbara News-Press

09/26/18

 

 

I started to use a stroller with my late Australian Shepherd, Stormy, when he started rambling slowly, his elbows turned out until he’d stop to stare at me and then lay down with a huff. I purchased the DoggyRide Novel Dog Jogger-Stroller (seen in photo above with some modifications), a deluxe off-road stroller that could be converted to a bike trailer. Stormy rode in style with his adorable black head peering out, smiling at everyone he saw. He barked at seagulls at the beach as we pushed him through deep sand, up to the water’s edge. He watched sunrises and sunsets as he was pushed up mountain fire roads, and shared his love with thousands of people in towns and conventions across the West Coast. Several years into his strolling, as he aged, I had to prop him up with a pillow or open up the front so his legs could stretch out. There is no doubt in my mind that strolling added years to his life. Instead of lying at home on a dog bed staring at the walls, he was out exploring and eating snacks at restaurants. He died at age 16. His last strolling adventure the day before was at his favorite grassy park.

Out in nature, I was confident pushing Stormy’s stroller. “That is so cool,” people would remark. But my introverted self was more self-conscious in town: “Oh my gosh, Laura. I had to stop. I thought you had a baby.”

“No, it’s Stormy,” I would reply, shrinking a little bit in embarrassment, thinking to myself, “Is this what women do when they don’t have kids? Am I that crazy dog lady?” I gave myself a pass. I am The Pet Psychic. What else do people expect?
These feelings came to pass as Stormy’s social media fan club grew. “Ahhh, Stormy,” I would hear as strangers with gleaming faces surrounded the stroller, showering Stormy with love and he looked up at them with his big chestnut eyes and smiled for hundreds of selfies. Cars drove by with children hanging out the windows, screaming, “Hi, Stormy!”
I have sat in many clients’ living rooms, suggesting strollers for their aging or injured dogs. The husbands always stand up, roll their eyes and pace a few steps. “I am not going to take my dog out in a stroller.” The wife crosses her hands in her lap and looks at her dog with a grin, holding herself back from searching Amazon, I surmise. A month later, I am emailed pictures of the husband strolling with the dog at the beach or him posing with the dog, which is in the stroller, at an outdoor restaurant.

“Thank you for convincing me to get a stroller,” a friend once told me as we stood in line at a coffee shop, her two small dogs asleep in their stroller, sheltered by the cover. “People are much more understanding. They are happy I have them contained. I take them into restaurants, stores, hotels and coffee shops all the time. Living in New York City with the dogs is so much easier now. I am so glad I have them off the dirty street until we get to the park.”
A good stroller can be a monetary investment, but it is well worth the price. It’s been 10 years since I purchased Stormy’s stroller, and it has since strolled five other dogs, including, now, a rescue beagle as she loses weight until she can walk the full distance on her own.
Our egos often get in the way of living our lives more fully. Don’t let your ego hold you back. Be happy and take the leap: Experience the joys of strolling with your dog.

 

Truvie the beagle who is loosing weight. She now uses Stormy stroller.

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Communication with Cecil The Lion

Cecil and Jericho BRENT STAPELKAMP

Photo:

Cecil (black mane) with his brother Jericho.

Thank you, Brent Stapelkamp for this beautiful photo.

Pet Psychic / Animal Communicator

Talks With

Cecil The Lion

08-01-15

A client of mine asked me to speak with Cecil the Lion. I didn’t post it right away because it is a little sad.  Feelings can change very quickly in Heaven (or the other side) so it does not mean that Cecil continues to feel this way. It is just that at the moment that I contacted him this is where he was.  Also I must clarify that Cecil did cross over. He is not trapped in the in-between worlds anywhere.  This is just his path.

I would post a picture of him but I do not have any legal rights to any photo.  If any one would like share a photo with me for this post I would be so grateful.

Thank you for caring.

This is what Cecil said on 08-01-2015,

“For many hours my soul was exhausted and I tried to make sense of suffering, pain, the fight to live and how to defend my pride. I had thoughts that I did not know that I had inside of me. I had thoughts of being weak, being scared and fearful and being with out my life. I realized that death was coming and I felt strangely depressed. I didn’t know I was able to have emotions like that. I wonder if this is how my prey has felt. Being hunted by humans seemed so strange and out of nature. It felt like my environment and my home had been raided by foreign beings that did not belong in our lands.

When I had the tracking collar put on me I realized that man was not innocent. They did strange things that my mind could not comprehend. But I did not feel fear. I have seen people in awe of me and I never felt fear but when the people lured me with the dead carcass I thought they were helping me. I thought they realized that I had a weak female in my pride and they where helping me feed her. I did not need their help and that is where I went wrong. That is where my instincts as a lion crossed over from being natural. Normally I would not think about accepting food from humans.

When they put the light on me and shot me and I felt the pain.  The pain came more and more slowly. It was like it has a poison that ran all through my body and started to paralyze me. I tried to fight it off. When they sent me to heaven finally time I saw them for who they are and I crossed a river of great darkness. I crossed a river of great sickness and I realize that these men are sick men. If they were born in my pride I would have killed them long ago, but humans do not kill. They do not kill their mentally sick and they are allowed to keep breeding and it taints the gene pool. This does not happen in the wild.

I see that these men think that they are strong. They think that they have control of us but they don’t. they think that if they kill us that they control the nature and the energy that run through us but they do not understand our ways. They do not realize that what they do cuts away at their souls and the more they do it the darker their soul gets.

They do not realize that we are the purity that this earth has left. We are the planet. When they kill us they are poisoning the field of energy that runs through all things. I have seen your cities and have seen inside your homes and I fear for you and I fear now for my lands because the earth is so ill and there are so little people who are fighting for it to continuing breathing.

I see that so many people want to talk about how what happened to me is so unjust but this is a common practice and I am just one of hundreds. People want to rant and rave but they do nothing to actually create change. If there was something wrong in the environment in my pride we would move away or we would pray to the energy of life to bring back the health of the lands. All animals do this. We are one with our lands. But I watch people and they scream and rant and rave but nothing gets done and it is left up to a small percentage of people who have very little money and resources to keep fighting.

I am glad that people look at me and feel something but it will only bring me hope if people change their lives. Your world is very sick.”

I asked him, “What is your Heaven like?”

He responded,

“I have not fully rested for the shock of inhumanity of my death has pulled me to keep watching. The death continues and the dark energy around these being swarms my lands. All animals are in fear and I feel like it is up to me to watch over my land and to make sure that the animals feel safe.

I still feel the pain where the dark went through me and released its poison. I still feel the confusion of the intense pain.

An animal like me never leaves its pride. When a lion like me gets old and is taken down by a younger lion it is what is best for the pride. This is not best. The younger lion was not ready. He did not learn enough about himself or the pride to make such decisions.

If there is a heaven for me then I know that it is a place with out humans. Humans have moved so far away from their instincts and their true nature.

I am not going to tell you that I feel at peace. I will not feel peace until this is resolved. I understand that I am dead. I understand that I am not in body but my consciousness is very much still in my land and this is where I need to be. If I needed to be somewhere else. I would be somewhere else.

I want to tell people that in order for you to get the feeling of satisfaction in your life’s you have to stop being so selfish and start helping others. You need to look inside your own communities and make it a safer place. Once you can do that then you can branch out to the animals of the world. I know that there are people that fight to save the animals and make sure they do not suffer in the hands of others. For those people I am very thankful but there needs to be more of you. This needs to be a priority. People know longer know how to focus on tasks that heal that planet. They pursue more selfish goals. This is not about money. This is about keeping the energy of our ecosystem alive and healthy. Help others. Help the animals. Stay on task.”

UPDATE 9/11/15

Cecil says,

I am at the kingdom of the divine gate of love. I am at the center of the circle of love. I have arrows around and the ancient wisdom seekers and the beings of shamanic paths are guarding my temple of love. There is no fear where I am now. there is no judgement and no fighting with my inner sanctions. I am not afraid of my future of my pride or the future of the land where I was killed. I am big and bold and powerful and I am the protector of all. I watch over the people who fight for me. I watch over the organizations that write and protect me. I am there hero and their noble light source. I am the embodiment of wrong authority being persecuted and taking responsibility for their actions. I am energized by the human race who are touched my our plight. I am love. I give love and I receive love and I want all to know that there is no more pain in my soul. I am honored to be the symbol of the great destruction of the wild. I am honored to be the symbol of the fight and the empathy and the compassion that is growing with in people. I am honor. Thank you all for caring so deeply about me and others like me. I will forever watch over each individual and the organizations that fight for the wilds honor. I am a peace and no more tears need to be shade. Put your swords in your pocket and arm yourself with words and action to make changes. Hear me roar when you are close to change. For I am sure to be there walking beside you. I am your companion and your friend. I am free. Love is only within me now. The future will be kind. The future will be back to nature.”

 

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