Animal Advocacy. Therapy Dogs. Understanding and Protecting the Nature of Animals.

 

Frankie is happiest when she can be snuggled under a blanket. Silly girl!

Author Jon Katz recently spoke at the North American Veterinarian Conference. He was asked to speak to them because of his new book, “Going Home: Finding Peace When Pets Die.”

I was esecpially struck by what he said in his blog post about the evening and this particular section:

“I (Jon) said I felt we were projecting to many of our emotional issues onto animals that we were losing track of what it means to be an animal. My belief is that we are coming as a society to worship and rescue animals while almost simultaneously losing respect for people, and for the idea of  rescuing  or even helping them.  Our society is divided about many things, but is nearly universally adoring animals, an interesting phenomenon.  The vets were touchingly sincere about looking for ways to help people. I suggested seminars, blogs, conversations and also asked them to consider redefining the idea of animal advocacy to go beyond the rescued or abused animal and to include understanding, preserving and protecting the real nature of animals. We talked about bringing social workers into practices, expanding the idea of animal hospice – a wonderful idea, I think.”

I really liked his new definition of animal advocacy in regards to understanding, persevering and protecting the real nature of animals. As well as liked the idea of expanding the idea of animal hospice.

So much of what I’ve learned from Jon and his writing has helped me in my own relationships with both my dogs, Kylie and Frankie.

Frankie being a therapy dog and her getting older has brought up many feelings for me. One reader of my blog, Cris, emailed me this past weekend concerned and said she was worried that I was struggling with Frankie aging and my recent post of cutting down on her therapy dog work. While yes, I was struggling, and I appreciate her concern, I am no longer struggling with it. Her email prompted me to want to share more.

I think anyone who has a therapy dog can speak to the deep rewards it offers. There is a bond like no other between you and your pet. Not to say other bonds are less equal, but this bond is just different. You get to witness what joy and love your pet brings to the lives of those that are lonely, sick or dying. It is quite remarkable.

But I think what we have to remember as owners of therapy dogs, is that animals take in other people’s energies so much more than we do. This is where I think what Jon has to say is right on and that we have to understand and protect these animals.  Not only therapy dogs, but all animals as well. But I bring up therapy animals because of the work they do, which we have to always remind ourselves, can be more intense for them, than us.

It seems it is the nature of dogs to love unconditionally, and with that, I really believe they sense other people’s hardship, or sense even greater when someone is dying. It takes much out of them.

Making the decision for Frankie to only do therapy dog work once a month now at the age of 12 1/2 years old was not easy… because I was not ready to let go of all the joy and rewards I’ve experienced in our work together. But I had to think of her first and foremost because this isn’t about me. I’m glad Cris emailed me because it made me realize I have a wonderful opportunity to bring awareness to the value of therapy dogs, but to also remind owners of therapy dogs to pay close attention to their pets and their needs.

I think we all know our dogs best. And if you have a therapy dog I think its vital to pay attention and make sure their needs are being met. Just like humans, we can’t work all the time (especially as we age), or we are drained of our energy. It is the same, or more so, with pets who are therapy dogs and especially those that are getting older.

So yes, dear reader, Cris, I was struggling because of my own fears of letting go on many different levels- but once I reminded myself to put Frankie first the decision became easy and the struggle no longer existed.

By Honoring the Pets in Our Lives, We Honor Ourselves

This song has been especially resonating with me lately. Though originally by Fleetwood Mac and Stevie Nicks, I love the remake done by the Dixie Chicks.

I’ve heard the song many times, but just awhile ago it took on a new meaning for me. This line made my heart skip a beat: “I’ve been afraid of changin’ cause I build my life around you.” I couldn’t get it out of my head since then. I knew I wanted to write about what this means to me, but was not quite ready to face all the changes happening for me lately.

I’m learning to trust my intution even more as well as honor it by following through on it’s guidance. I’m also learning more to trust what I am “hearing” from Frankie. It has not been easy. But as I move through this new experience, I’m finding a new kind of comfort and peace in it all. I’ve realized some things about myself that I couldn’t face the last year, but now that they have come to light and I’ve faced them, I’m ready to keep moving forward.

Another line in the song that touches me is, “Can I handle the seasons of my life?” So often we think we can’t, but when we look back, we realize it was all divine timing, and that indeed, we could handle them.

This week I made another step in what I feel is Frankie’s evolution of change. When I began volunteering with her as a therapy dog team, we visited three facilities a month. This past summer I let the hospital go, as it was just too big for Frankie to get around anymore. Then for the past two weeks I knew I had to readjust her visits down to once a month- the thought wouldn’t let me rest, so I knew it was time.

Do I let Libby’s House or Hospice go? I was so torn. I’ve learned so much about life and have enjoyed our visits to both facilities so much. Both have changed me deeply.

It then occurred to me that I could alternate our months visiting. That felt right. But the biggest thing I realized through all of this as I carefully put an email together to the facilities, was that I still struggle with disappointing people. I prayed they would understand and that they wouldn’t be disappointed. Tears filled my eyes as I hit the send button.  But at the same time I felt this weight lift from my shoulders. I knew I was doing the right thing.

Of course, as you can imagine, both places completely understood my decision.  I was especially touched by the director of hospice as she wrote back and said, “I have admired your relationship with Frankie; your desire to honor her and provide her a graceful retirement increases my admiration.”

Frankie and our work together has been a huge part of helping me heal in many areas of my life… as well as I do believe, she has helped others heal in their own unique ways too. By honoring her moving into a new phase of her life, I’m also honoring myself and what I feel in my heart is the right thing to do.

“If you climb a mountain and you turn around, and if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills…”

Frankie has helped me to climb a mountain in so many ways. As I turn around to look at my reflection I see a new woman who has grown in ways I could have never imagined… and it continues to touch the deepest part of my soul that I learned this all from a little doxie on wheels. God has truly blessed me.

 

One of Frankie’s favorite things to do is burrow into her papa’s sweatshirt sleeve. It is a joy to watch her do this… we wait and wait and wait… till her head pops out the other end.  

And within minutes she is fast asleep.

Being In Tune with Our Pets

 

My heart instantly melted and tears sprang to my eyes when I saw this photo on Facebook today.  In part, because I’m working hard on deepening my relationship with my English lab, Kylie. She has been such a good dog these past few years as my focus was on Frankie and my work with her. As that focus shifts a bit now, I’m finding more time to give to Kylie and enjoying it immensely.

I have felt some guilt with Kylie because it was my intent for her to be my therapy dog when I got her as a pup. We were working hard towards that goal for about three months before Frankie became paralyzed. As many of you know, my life took on a new path and a big goal with Frankie then. I didn’t realize at the time, but something shifted in Kylie. Though I can’t say for sure, I had felt like my focus being on Frankie, that it broke down the bond Kylie and I had established early on when she was a pup.

As it turned out, Kylie was not meant to be a therapy dog. For the past five years being so involved in my Frankie work, Kylie was such a good dog, being there, quietly standing by. As my shift changes, allowing for Frankie to enjoy her senior years, I’ve found myself able to spend more time with Kylie. WIth my new Reiki training, I’ve also been able to practice it on her as she is healing from knee surgery. It has been so very rewarding. I feel a new and deeper bond happening between us, and just writing those words now, has tears blurring my vision.

These new experiences have reminded me once again how vitally important it is to be in tune with our pets. I truly believe they take on alot of our “stuff” and we need to remind them they needn’t do that- and that we love them no matter what.

As I did a Reiki treatment for Kylie today she rested her head in my hands and went into deep breathing. It brought my heart such joy to see her trust in me and that I am able to help her heal…. and it is a magical and trans-formative place to be where human and animal connect on a level where no words are spoken.

 

I’m thankful for the new collars they now have, instead of the plastic “lamp shade” ones of the past. Kylie can actually use it as a pillow to rest her head when sleeping. Good dog, Kylie. Good dog.