Animals can be psychic, too, some more than others. I recently rented office space with a group of lawyers. As the only psychic counselor in the building, I often needed to block the internal deliberations of my fellow associates. Sometimes a dog’s humor would help me get through a sensitive day.
One of the well-known attorneys in the building always brought her dog with her to work. Her dog constantly shared his complaints with me. He would telepathically send hilarious messages to me such as, “I won’t get my walk today because her legs are tired from being wrapped around that person who smells like stale bacon all night” and “I am sure that I will be eating that dry food again because she won’t pickup those Gaines Burgers that I like to eat.” Daily he shared complaints not only about how he was treated but also about his owner’s love life and casual way of housekeeping.
The owner of the dog was professionally friendly to me, but she let me know shortly after I met her that she did not believe in psychics. She was glad that I was there, however, because I brought in a large amount of foot-traffic. Then she joked that some of my clients would obviously need lawyers in their life, and this would benefit her. But as she turned to depart, her dog telepathically told me that she had laughed about me earlier to a colleague of hers that I was probably later going to need her services to help me understand my clients. She was good at interpreting body language of clients and jurors and could not understand how anyone could comprehend a woman’s mind, especially a man. She had many try and thus so far she had outwitted them all.
I determined that I would need to prove to her that I was real: I must reveal something personal to her that no one else knew. I realized I had an ally and asked the dog how I could prove to her that my abilities were genuine. I looked forward to the next opportunity to speak with her.
After listening to her dog all week tell me about her new relationship and the fact that not only was he married but that he was constantly at her house while supposedly on a business trip, I realized the dog’s information would not endear me to the attorney. So I asked the dog what he could tell me about his owner that would make her feel good, something that would convince her that I was truly psychic. He answered by telling me to let her know about her high-school friend who lived in Sweden who had married a millionaire.
The next time I spoke with her, I casually mentioned that I knew about her friend. She quickly shot back a reply that she was impressed that I could read the newspaper because that information had been front-page news four years ago. I felt uncomfortable and then nervous when the dog retorted that I should let her know that she never did find her expensive gifts of lingerie but that they could be found hidden at her house, stuffed beneath the front of the couch. I blurted this out without thinking and quickly left her office, realizing she would probably not become a close friend of mine. But I did really like her dog.
Oddly enough, as I passed her door the next day heading toward my office, she met me at the door and quickly grabbed my arm. You, me, Edgar, she exclaimed, we need to talk!
She requested that I talk to her dog because there were other items in the house that the dog was hiding from her; she also wanted to know why he was doing this.
I laughed and explained to her that her dog was psychic, too. He had shared this information with me telepathically because the dog was not happy with her lately. He was irritated because she and her lover’s romantic endeavors were keeping him awake all night, and he couldn’t get a good night’s sleep.
The attorney and I became good friends. Weeks later she asked if he was still telling me stories about her. I looked at Edgar and laughed. I replied that he’d told me that everything was good at home; she was giving him Gaines Burgers to keep him quiet.
Later on, she married her lover and kept Edgar happy. I am grateful to this attorney for the new clients and friends that she sent my way!
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