Freddie! (And me.)
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When Freddie finally arrived, three weeks late, I learned he'd had an upset tummy - quite common - and been to the vet's for some teeth to be removed. I had a bit of a sinking feeling; I began to think Anne might be right when she said she didn't really expect him to last the year out! She'd said, "don't worry if he dies before we return - he's had a bad heart murmur and suffers epileptic fits. We'll understand!" I thought she was trying to be kind, to reassure me I wasn't being given an impossible job. But I was determined that not only would he last the year, but he'd be fitter and healthier at the end of it!
One of the things I changed first was his name. I believe the implied joke of calling him Tyson was negatively affecting his health, by undermining his self-respect. His real name, from his pedigree certificate, was Fredrick. No-one likes being constantly laughed at - in fact it's one of my own sensitivities! So I changed his name back to Freddie after the first couple of days; he didn't answer to Tyson, anyway! I think he appreciated that; I learned later he was very psychic, like most pets are, and could easily read my mind!  |
He soon settled in and taught me how to handle him. I had to make sure I asked him before picking him up - he was a bit deaf and didn't like shocks! I frightened him by mistake one evening, I was leaning over him a bit, so he felt threatened, with nowhere to run. too much and he growled at me - but as soon as I apologised to him, he rushed up and licked me, which I took as a sign of forgiveness. From then on, we were best of friends - he trusted me and I respected him!
I wasn't doing much at that time; I was still generally a bit depressed and hopeless, no work, no energy, and no money. Freddie became my life. His appetite improved; instead of being limited to tiny bits of chicken, he could soon digest anything. He was very thin when he came to me - Anne said she had him on a 'starvation diet' because his stomach was so sensitive. I think that was on account of the epilepsy he suffered, perhaps. Anyway, he put on a little weight and seemed much happier generally. His coat looked shinier, and he just had a satisfied feeling about him. So when he had his first fit, I was a bit shocked. I'd thought he was fine, and Anne had been exaggerating his condition - but here he was, keeled over in the street, howling!
So I tried my first healing - using the Coby Zvikler 'EMpower disc. It's an aluminium disc that's imprinted with some information which helps you connect to your higher self. I'd had it for a couple of weeks. I put it on his head saying the command to my Higher Self 'stop this epileptic fit now!' Nothing happened, so I said it again, angry this time. Why should Freddie suffer when my Hgher Self (or some greater power) had the power to stop it? This time the command seemed to work! He stopped shaking and howling quite suddenly; something had changed, and I could feel he'd come back. He sat up slowly and looked around, a bit stunned but otherwise fine. I suddenly started feeling hopeful! After years of being ill and depressed, maybe things were starting to get better...
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Because that worked, it got me interested in trying some more healing. He had a problem with one back leg, which had been injured years before. I'm not sure if it was a tendon or ligament injury, but he generally held it up when he ws out walking. I gave him a couple of treatments, not sure what I was doing. Nothing seemed to change, but about a month later I noticed he didn't hold his leg up any more! He was walking normally. It wasn't dramatic, but it was another sign that I could make a difference. At that time, it was a revelation to think I could actually do healing myself, since I'd spent years looking for help with my chronic fatigue.
Small dogs are very different in some ways; or at least, the four I've cared for have been. It must be very scary, down there, when everything could hurt you! Carelessly moving quickly and stepping on a little dog can be very serious and they are vulnerable to things another dog takes in his stride. Until they know you, they have a sense of self-preservation that's much more developed. They have to be careful who they trust. I really respected that and learned to be extra sensitive to Freddie's feelings, and to see things from his point of view. It took a bit of care and extra awareness; I talked to him all the time, telling him what I was going to do and trying not to startle him at all. He seemd to be deaf in one ear, so he couldn't judge where things were coming from so easily. But as I kept talking to him he seemed to pick up on my thoughts rather than my words. Anne said he didn't like being picked up, but he soon learned to enjoy being carried and seeing things from my point of view, up high! As long as I warned him or asked him first.
He was interested in everything, but hardly ever barked. When he did, he sounded a bit like Donald Duck with a cold! He loved just relaxing in my arms when we went anywhere busy; loved looking around, sniffing the air, and generally quietly experiencing everything going on. He was great for taking to cafes, sitting quietly watching other dogs and people. He was fine with people stroking him but really preferred just to be with me. As long as we were together, we were both happy. He had his beanbag to sleep on, which I kept by my bed. But usually at some point he would ask to come up, and when it was cold he'd come under the duvet! He snored and that was fine by me - I knew he was still breathing!
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Here he is sitting on the step, in the early April sunshine. He has a towel on his back because I thought it was a little cold. I always put him on his extending lead and left the door open so I could keep an eye on him.His favourite thing was sitting in the sun on the top step, watching the world go by. He'd sit there calmly as the postman delivered letters over his head without so much as flinching, or barking. He took it all in his stride - as long as he could see what was going on, he was happy! The only excitement came when two Egyptian hounds walked by, because they used to pee on his wall! He'd go a bit crazy then - defending his territory! Once he was off the lead in the front garden as I did a little weeding. Next thing I knew, he was flying down the drive barking as these two tall elegant dogs walked by. I watched horrified as he hurled himself at one of them - he only reached his knee but he was attacking as best he could! I'll never forget the expression of surprise on the other dog's face - looking back later, it was pretty funny. But at the time I was a bit worried he'd decide to defend himself before I could get there. Luckily he didn't - he was too astonished and seemed to be puzzled about what exactly it was, flapping around his leg and making that strange sound! I scooped Freddie up and apologised - but was full of admiration for his courage!
I think the most important lesson Freddie taught me, though, was what a powerful force Love is! I saw how he responded and just blossomed, looking fitter and happier over the months I had him. I started to notice a feeling of energy really flowing when he sat on my lap - his heart was in line with mine, and there seemed to be a stronger and stronger connection there. It wasn't long before I just adored him, and he enjoyed the current of love flowing between us. A friend remarked on how good she felt when we were there with her - she sensed the great energy of love between us. I started slowly realising for the first time Love really is a tangible energy and has real effects on whatever and whoever it touches.It's taken me a while to really understand the importance of what I learned from my time with Freddie. He demonstrated the power of love, practically, by getting better in many ways. To me, he was a messenger of Love and a divine gift. When he died, I was devastated. The lessons he taught me changed my life; he's the one I always think of when I want to feel deep love, and he's there helping me whenever I'm doing any healing.
I haven't had my own dog since Freddie died, but I have been enjoying boarding dogs the last two years. I've had quite a variety. Recently I was fortunate enough to have Alfie, a tiny papillon who reminded me strongly of Freddie! Thanks to Freddie, I knew how to communicate with Alfie and get him to trust me - simply by blessing him and sending him love. We had great fun! See Pet Portraits for pictures of Alfie and other dogs I've boarded recently. You can also order a unique Energised Pet Portrait for your own cherished pet!
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