animal communicator · shaman · thetahealer®

If your aren’t on Facebook, haven’t been lately, or just haven’t noticed, Best Friends Animal Society now has chapters in both Los Angeles and New York City (just click on Best friends to get to their main site and the city names to go to the chapter sites).  Truly a great organization, Best Friends is the animal sanctuary in Utah (featured in the, now sadly missed, cable series “Dogtown”) that does so much to rehabilitate those who are considered beyond rehabilitation and have proved over and over again that every companion animal deserves a forever home, even if it’s with them.  Their L.A. and NYC chapters are just blazing in how much they are doing to help place homeless companion animals.

Two animals needing rescue in L.A. right now are Chiquita, who is 14 years old (my clients know that cats can live well into their 20s and that a 14 year old cat can still fill your life for a good number of years as well as really having come into their own- no, ageism for this girl – help Chiquita find her true home) and  a 2 year old male blue point lynx (behind what looks like shelter stress, he is radiating amazing energy and could make an amazing companion, given the opportunity).

Click on the photos to go to their individual photos and comments at Best Friends LA on facebook. Join the conversation and if you’re on Facebook do SHARE the links on your page or profile.

And check out all those in NYC at http://www.facebook.com/bestfriendsanimalsocietyNYC.

The Los Angeles Chapter facebook page is http://www.facebook.com/bestfriendsanimalsocietyLA.

Check them out and if you don’t have room to add to the family make a donation.  They do amazing work!

One of the joys of working from home, by phone, is having the opportunity to wear just about anything you want to work. I actually enjoying playing with wearing colors and combinations of things I wouldn’t be caught in outside the privy of my own home. Hey, when you work alone and at home, you have to find ways to entertain yourself.

Well, I guess Kaya is more than just the sock maven, she may also be working towards fashion consulting. The other day I laid out my attire for a work at home day on the bed, a regular part of my routine, before heading for the shower. Amongst my choices for the day was a pair of lounging pants in a dark and light grey heather stripe.  Exciting stuff, huh.

At some point during the shower I realized I had company as Kaya had managed to make her way past the curtain to sit on the edge of the tub. At our old house the bathroom had an open shower (no curtain, door, ledge, etc.) and Kaya would frequently join the showering activities of the day. It’s either the fact that everyone swears she has bengal in her or that her last two lifetimes were that of dogs.

So, upon completing my after shower routine, I walked into the bedroom to find Kaya lying by my days pick of clothing, a light and dark gray striped sock sitting on the heather striped pants.  A perfect match. Although only one . . .  She purred and rolled and rubbed on the pants and matching sock and then exited.  Never got the mate though.  Still, to have picked that match amongst the many socks she has is quite something.  Not another one of her collection would have come close.  It seems the more I write about this the more activity around her socks there is.

Well, as long as Kaya keeps the sock diaries going, I will keep passing them along to you all.  What I do find interesting is that Kaya can be a very talkative kitty and yet each of these events has transpired without a word telepathed. Although, it certainly is a testament to her reading my thoughts and words.  There hasn’t been any conversation about any of this from anyone in the family either. Would appear, though, that she is vying for that regular feature.  If they all decide they want one, it could be trouble.  In the meantime, I am blessed to fulfill this for her and wouldn’t keep her from having the opportunity whatever the situation . . .

I believe Kaya is vying for a regular feature. My office is very cold in the mornings and so, thick terri sock warmers are a must during my first session. As I’ve mentioned before, these are Kaya’s favorite (great for carrying, needing on, etc.). I had been hiding a pair, quite well, from her for several days. The other morning, they were gone. So, I went searching out her hiding spots (the few I have been able to discover anyway). Only found two (not the ones I had been wearing, nor a matching pair), a grey strip and a blue polka dot. I put them on and went into the office to prep for my 1st session. Well, the polka dot, seemed to be a favorite as she kept trying to pull it off my foot while I prepped, even crawling under my leg to get to the polka dotted foot tucked beneath and grabbing the end in her mouth and pulling. I chastised her and explained that she had more than enough socks and I was lucky to find these. The phone rang and I began the session with my client. During the coarse of that hour, out of the corner of my eye, I did noticed her coming in and out of the office with what I thought was the same sock. As I was deeply ensconced in the session, I ignored her, not realizing what was actually going on. I believe she had set about a trade negotiation and my ignoring her, set her determination to up the ante and find just the right sock to initiate said trade and return the blue polka dot to one of her hidden lairs. For, upon concluding my call, there were at least one of each pair she has had squired away all neatly lined in a row at the foot of my side table with Kaya sitting pensively beside them awaiting my choice and return of her precious blue polka dot. I chose the mate to the striped one I was wearing and have not seen the blue polka dot since. She is quite something . . .

I refer to Kaya as the sock maven. She collects my socks and they become hers. My favorite terri warmers from Nordstrom are also her favorites.  I believe at this juncture, she has more of my socks than I do.  She leaves one or two out to tease me, the rest are squired away in places I have yet to be able to discover. So, I had collected the few she leaves out for me to see and washed them with the laundry and they were still in the basket waiting to be folded. So, I thought, as I had placed them low (thinking they would be too hard to get to and I might just get them in a drawer for my own use) in the rather tall basket I use for doing laundry that they would be safe and out of reach. I came into the bathroom to find one she had managed to get out lying in the path between my office and bedroom. I mentioned quite casually without expectation that I would love the matching one to put on so I could warm my feet while on the phone with a client. Mid session during a bathroom break, there was the matching sock waiting for me. I was delighted that she had done this and made a big deal about it and thanked her profusely and wore the socks through the session. Every time I’ve walked into or through (the bathroom is between my office and bedroom) there today there’s been another sock there waiting for me. I believe she now thinks this is our new game.