Judith is correct. I think the ability has always been there but I've been dismissing it as my own thoughts and just plain craziness (animal voices in my head). Many times I've perceived it as my own projections of what I think my animals would be saying to me if they could talk.... if they could talk... I'm here to tell you that they can and do talk... alot! Last summer I was fascinated by what seemed to be a telepathic phenomena growing in popularity when Sonya Fitzpatrick hit the Animal Planet airwaves. I have to thank my friend Jill here for passing on two books to me when I had a yard sale to raise money for the kids. They looked interesting and I read them over a couple of times, more fascinated with these than any books I've ever read. Still it never occurred to me that I could actually do this but boy was it interesting! Just a couple of months later, Cotton Tarantella Dancing Vampirella passed from the sofa accident. I sunk into a very deep depression that I felt I'd never recover from. I couldn't work, function, think. Just sit and cry and feel my heart tear into pieces at the thought that I had killed one of my precious babies. I was completely inconsolable. The day after I was holding Jasper in my arms ( I kinda posted about this at the time but didn't lead into it being a "communication experience") I was not even convinced myself yet! I was holding him when I started getting this song in my head. You are my sunshine. I emailed two different communicators to inquire about their opinion of this. BOTH said that I wasn't imagining anything, that their animals sing this song to them all of the time. It was their belief that he was consoling me during the grief. Hmmmm, ok. I'm still not convinced, not dismissing it completely and feeling just a little bit crazy but for the first time a little consoled. I took it as food for thought and went about my grief. The next day something happened that convinced me. I was laying on the sofa and Beastmaster came on the tube. I thought to myself Good God, I can' t beleive this is on right now. I do NOT need to be watching a depressing ferret movie. I thought to myself that what I really needed and wanted at this very moment was for a fuzzy to curl up with me and take a nap. Less than a minute later a fuzzy head popped up at the edge of the sofa. It was Stacey. One of the latest rescues. Stacey is young and full of herself and not cuddly in the least but I laughed at the irony of my thought and her popping up as she did in that moment. I looked at her and through tears and a sort of disbelieving chuckle said "Hey Stacy, wanna curl up with mommy and watch some Beastmaster?" I picked her up to give her a kiss and she curled up at my head, nose in my neck and went to sleep. That was when I was convinced that SOMETHING was happening. It was not "all in my head" and I was not crazy. Since then I've had about 15 succesful communications. It seems less mystical after I took the class but it still amazes me. And by the way Miss Judith, I didn't see you tooting YOUR horn. You were pretty good too!!!! She confirmed some of the communications that I had received from my fuzzys. And Dee Vecchione talked to my dog. Again, with accurate information she could never have known about until then. Yes, I"ve been sitting on this for quite some time. Didn't mean not to share with my FML family but I just wasn't ready until now....guess that means I'm out of the closet....or should I say the hammy? hee hee! I look forward to the Valentine fundraiser for SOS. Kim at SUMS Fuzzy Hugs from Kim and da kids at Somethin Up My Sleeve Rescue Ask me how you can virtually eliminate the need for veterinary dental visits. [Posted in FML issue 4056]