Rescue of the Week: Ribsey’s Refugees

 

Rescue of the Week welcomes

Ribsey’s Refugees! 

 ribsey's refugees

http://www.ribseysrefugees.org/

I had the pleasure of interviewing Linda McCoy of Ribsey’s Refugees on her wonderful organization.  Here’s what I discovered……

What do you focus on?

Pit Bulls and Black dogs

Ribsey!

 

Who are you?  What kind of work do you do?  Do you work with animals to begin with?

I have a free range boarding facility for large breed dogs, so, I work with dogs already. 

http://www.happyhoundhotel.com/ in Sammamish, Washington.

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What animal inspired you to start your rescue?

My dog Ribsey is the inspiration for the name. After being down South after Hurricane Katrina, when all I saw were Pit Bulls, and saw how misunderstood they were, that was what really got me going. I’ve always had a ‘thing’ for black dogs too. And, I’ve always loved the Labs. My comment is Pit Bulls are Labs with an edge. And, I’ve always been someone who fights for the underdog (no pun intended).

Izzy

What challenges do you face?

Having very limited space and not enough qualified people to help with the dogs. I do most of it myself.

 

What is particular or specific about your rescue?

We specialize in socializing dogs, and helping them learn to be dogs.
The 3 Boys

http://www.ribseysrefugees.org/

EDITOR’S NOTE:

Let me just say that Linda McCoy is being very modest.  Her ability to help an emotionally shattered dog to become a family dog is beyond anything I have seen.  I personally have the best dang dog on the planet from Ribsey’s Refugees – my beloved Isabella!  

Isabella was one of her black dogs that is not only part of my life, she is part of the teaching curriculum for Communication with all Life University.  She holds down the couch like nobody on the planet and she is the main greeter for weekend workshops.  She is also the main bag search dog – just to make sure you don’t have any unwanted sandwiches!  I can’t tell you how many times a day – in my mind, I thank Linda for all she does for the animal kingdom!  Look at my darling Isabella below!

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Blessings to you and your animal companions!  Joan

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A Journey with a Friend

The story below was recently written and shared by Ruth Nielsen.  It is about her Bernese Mountain dog friend Winter.  When she e-mailed this out, I asked for her permission to reprint as it is such a wonderful reminder of being present with our animals and aware at that last juncture. 

The other irony and twist with this story is that about 10 years ago, Winter – the dog subject of the story is how Ruth and I met.  

We met because Winter refused to pull a cart and Ruth had been showing her other dog to great acclaim. We discovered Winter had an ‘incident’ prior to all of this that was triggered by all of the cart apparatus.  As a result, Winter would just shut down.  She called me into their lives to find out why! 

While he didn’t have to ever show again with the cart, we helped him get over it just for him – part by communication, part by her continued de-sensitizing, part by continued training and mostly because he’s a rockstar!! 

It took them a long time but he ultimately earned the top draft/carting title.  He went on to also enjoy other disciplines and hikes and companionship.  He was a lot tougher than Ruth ever thought!

As fate would have it – it was well worth every effort to help him oh so many years ago get past his hesitance with the cart.  It turns out with his degenerative disease that he would indeed need wheels.  He so proudly raced up mountain tops and city streets as if this was what he was born to do – to continue to thrive.  Now the great story of Winter is winding down – and Ruth has a lot to say about this:

 A Journey with a Friend

My friend and I are coming to the end of a long journey.  We have traveled together for years, but this part of our journey is something new.  We haven’t been down this path before and even though I can’t see the end of the path, I know that for my friend the journey will soon be over.   He is old and tired, and can no longer walk without my help.    We have been together for such a long time and shared so many adventures along the way that my heart aches knowing that we are nearing the end of our time together.  Still, I don’t want to make my friend unhappy, so I try to think only about the present – my friend is still with me and I am grateful for his company.  

As we travel on in companionable silence, I wonder what my friend is thinking.   Does he want to stop? Is the path too hard?   Should we quit now and say our goodbyes without going any further?   I know that I can choose to say goodbye at any point along the path, but I find that I can’t ask him to quit and say goodbye just yet – not after everything we’ve been through together – so we continue on our way.   My friend accepts my help with grace as I resort to carrying him over some rough parts of the path.   His silent dignity makes it easier for me to help him, even though I can’t stop thinking about the many times on our travels when he would run ahead of me, full of energy, and then stop to wait for me to catch up.   Now he leans all his weight against me and I know his once strong legs will not support him anymore.

We stop to rest and sit by the side of a beautiful flowing river.   My friend falls asleep with his head in my lap, and I stroke his head softly, thinking of our years together and all that we have shared.  Occasionally other travelers walk by.  Some stop to talk, and ask about my friend.   They tell me I must be a very special friend to help him along this difficult path.  I can only smile in return.  How could I not help my friend after everything we have done together, and everything he has done for me?  Some people shake their heads and I know they think I am foolish for carrying my friend along the path.  Perhaps I should have said goodbye to him long ago, before the path got so very difficult. 

My friend wakes, and I see in his old eyes nothing but the love we have shared in our companionship over the years.  He doesn’t speak, but sings softly, a tune that reminds me of other days, when we climbed mountains together and explored wild places, and slept side by side under the stars.   I listen to his song and I know it comes from the heart.  It is a song of a journey shared between friends who are traveling their last road together.  

I help my friend to rise, and now all his weight is on me.  I will carry him, I will stop to rest when I need to, and I will listen to his song as we slowly follow the river.  When the song is over, then perhaps it will be time to say goodbye.  But not yet, my friend.  I will wait for you to tell me you have traveled far enough.  I can carry you until then ~  

Written with much love for my 12 ½ year old Winter-boy who is still singing to me  –

Ruth Nielsen, Seattle, WA with Winter, Tonka and baby-boy Frost

Raven Flight School and other raven and random thoughts of an Animal Communicator

A Raven has a very different world view of the above pictures…..for us, thesimplistic description would be: it looks like the tops of trees, some scattered clouds, clouds and the sky – nothing to write home about.   For a Raven, it’s a giant unending playground and home of Raven Flight School.  Raven Flight School will forever be one of my cherished memories – I’ll try to give it the tribute it deserves……….

I feel fortunate that my life has been decorated by some amazing Raven stories.  I suppose anyone else that knows Ravens wouldn’t be in a panic as we enter the autumn to think that this family of Raven’s could be migrating south.  You’d already know the answer to that.  Not I, admitted city chick on a farm, I always have a life size lesson to learn in short order.  Autumn always brings change; I don’t feel ready to lose my Raven friends just yet.  Thank God as I understand it now, they may not migrate south; I wasn’t ready to lose more “family”. 

Sometimes, I’m just a little slow.  I could see that these two big black birds were larger than crows.  Because I have an original fear of birds (perhaps another blog session) and have overcome it for the most part (perhaps part 2 of the prior said blog session that could emerge), birds will forever be an anomaly.  As a result, they show up.  My mother LOVED birds.  I have learned through time to love, adore and admire birds.  This was not my first choice.  As an acquired taste, it has become a ridiculously fun hobby – I’m addicted like a convert. 

These alleged large crows late last winter were rather loud.  And, who do you call and complain about this particular type of rowdy neighbor?  I started suspecting they weren’t crows and they were so to themselves being industrious on the other side of the pasture.  They’d fly over me with this almost little rattling flute sound – that’s when I suspected late fall, early winter that they were not crows, they were in fact Ravens.

Well, bird lover or not, Ravens have been a totem for me.  Having grown up in the Pacific Northwest (and living everywhere but here until recently), I am well aware of the Raven mythology of basically jumpstarting civilization by stealing the “light”.  One could say – Ravens are EnLIGHTENING.   Ted Andrews suggests: expect magic with them around in his famous book Animal Speak.  I have a Tlingit Tribe Raven carving right above the picture window facing their (my raven friend’s nest). 

There is that oodaling sound they make that sets them apart from anything else.   If swiftness had a sound attached, the Raven wing motion would be just that – up close there is almost like a little soundtrack that embodies their flight.   Seven flying over at once is quite impressive as though someone were cutting through a swath of fabric.  These were not crows.  And because this particular family is so ‘colorful’ with personality and quibbling, who couldn’t notice? 

I noticed things like chicken wings in the horses water troughs……..partial loaves of French bread on my mounting block in the round pen…………..on occasion as I led horses across the pasture for turn out, I noticed broken eggs.  These Ravens actually would taunt my dogs, and they would fly low to get the dogs close, barking emphatically, and then the Ravens would whip up into the sky. 

With all the loudness, I assumed two things, either:  1. others were raiding the nests and that’s why I was finding shells in the pasture, or 2. there was some bizarre sexual nest take over like these Ravens were channeling a ‘70’s swinger film like “Bob & Carol & Ted & Alice”!  I mean this was so LOUD.  Really, what else could it be?

Admittedly, I had feelings (maybe even judgment) about the nest takeover by predators and/or the idea that this was a group of Raven swingers.   At that point, I had no idea that Ravens are lifelong partners; I just suspected that this was somehow the survival of the fittest.

I also didn’t realize how FAST a newborn is a fledgling.  Additionally – I didn’t know how long they hang on to the original family, how long they live and how family oriented they are. 

My biggest discovery was how WRONG I was on my suspicion and it was nothing more than a suspicion at that point.  As a result of minimal research, I discovered both of my ideas were just that – crazy ideas.   Baby Ravens, fledglings are huge rather quickly…….so some of the screaming and the wild nest antics were simply some fledglings thinking they needed to start out on a flying spree and some parents cawing “You’re not old enough” with the staccato cadence of a strict Raven parent.  On my end of the pasture, this all sounded like mayhem.

Flight school began whether the parents, me, the dogs, the horses or the kittens were ready for it….it was a loud daily raucous experience.  The first few weeks of flight school may be a little like living next door to a family with kids that are in a rock band or something – it is no small thing.

And then the visual……breathtaking and dramatic – believe it or not, I sat on the edge of your seat or the porch.  Imagine the nest is very high up in a very tall tree.  And my vantage point is from on top of a hill that is proportionate in height to view this as if I’m part of command center in flight school.  The scary part is I’m really not – so we hold our breath from branch to branch.

Mom (or Dad) takes the first graceful flight from one branch across the pasture to another branch and lands.  The branch rises up and down based on the weight and velocity of the landing, the Mom elegantly turns around and screams “okay now – you can do it”.  So Fledgling #1 jumps off and scrambles, and SCREAMS the whole time.  The wing motion is not in rhythm (like I can judge from the porch) and is a little chaotic and I want to say – “quit screaming and keep your eye on the ball/branch” but this screaming fledgling unbalanced frantic Raven makes it across to a branch about 15 feet below mom and continues screaming for the next 5 minutes. 

Because of all of the (e)motion, the branch continues to bounce which unsettles the fledgling even more.  Of course I’m about to sedate myself and we have 6 more fledglings to go.  The 6 screaming fledglings from the nest don’t seem quite convinced at this point any of this is a good idea.  So they all continue just to scream to their long lost sibling across the pasture on the bouncing branch.  I mean now, how does anyone get home?  

At long last, another screaming fledgling jumps off and it is very reminiscent of the first.  Now we have two screaming fledglings on my end of the pasture, branches a bouncing up and down.  I haven’t translated enough screaming Raven fledgling enough to know yet whether they thought that was the coolest or the dumbest thing on the planet but we all know performance nerves and fear can have the same drive through the system.   Either way it’s loud. 

 Eventually, and dramatically, they all get to my end of the pasture and back again.  This goes on for days – louder than ever.  In the early stages of Raven flight school, the usual antics stopped, they were not baiting my dogs, they were not leaving French bread in the round pen and they were not cleaning Kentucky Fried chicken legs off in my horse’s water troughs.  They were very concentrated on getting each fledgling from one end of the pasture and back again.  This could take all day.

At some point, we worked solely on Left turns.  It was remarkable.  That lasted a few days and then we worked on Right turns.  The tone of Raven screaming was more like, this is fun, you can do it – more encouraging vs. panic.   Sometimes the takeoff was rocky.  Another fascinating moment – or many moments would be when they hit an unexpected air pocket – it would rock their world and they really had to figure out their rhythm and balance as if it was cheating to hit the airstream! 

Now when I watch any bird fly, I watch for cadence, tempo, and rhythm in the same way I watch a performance horse.  I can see with in a moment of watching the wings come up and down as to whether it is a teenager or a seasoned professional.  I watch it like seeing a young hip looking teenager navigate with high heels on for their first prom.  I watch it like seeing a young acne ridden athlete try to come off as cool.  I secretly note that one day this will be spectacular flyer and am so grateful to be in on this little secret.  The secret being: not all flight for all birds is the same.

Months later as this family of 7 Ravens continues to fly, play and live together, it is amazing to me to watch them all go back to the nest daily.  They are all sophisticated; I couldn’t tell the parents from the kids at this point.  It is indeed a family.

One thing I adore about Ravens is I am clearly adopted into this family.  When I come out of my house in the morning, most days one if not many of them greet me.  They love to play games with me now like “oh you have a camera – we’ll hide in the trees for days” when normally they are showing off all day long.

One of the most amazing stories is when the kitties (who are just over a year now) first started going outside, the fledglings were still fledglings.  I was mindful as to whether or not the Ravens would be predators to my darlings.  We (the parents and I) each had a lot to protect. 

Even though a Raven is still in the songbird category and not a raptor, I knew that they preyed on small mammals if need be.  Again, unaware of how “family” oriented they were, I was and remain careful.  Even though my kitties are 1 year plus now, I have eagles, hawks, coyotes, cougars and bobcats to worry about.  I’m not thinking the bears are a threat……

I have always heard about the spectacular aerial performances of mating Ravens.  I had never witnessed it.  One day however, I heard more than usual crazy cawing.  The kittens were out and I on phone sessions with clients – it was a nice day, so I was mainly on the deck but I had stepped inside for a moment.

When I came out, my kitties had run to the deck like they hit home base.  I watched as not many feet away, there was an aerial demonstration by 4 of the Ravens as they shooed off a hawk in a demonstrative and dramatic way.  I realized we are one big family across the pasture.  The horses are in the middle, the dogs are fun to tease, I am their friend and they too protect the cats.  That’s when I fell in love.  

So the idea of migration was starting to really hit me.  I know they would come back to this nest, but, I’m really hooked on them now.  I want to see their fledglings and their fledgling’s fledglings’ and so on and so on like a Clairol commercial.  

One last little image here, I thought they knew my car but I had a moment that proved me right.  It is approximately three miles of paved and unpaved roads to get to my place.  When the Ravens were about 3 months old, I was half way to town and I had a 7 Raven salute escort all the way to town. 

I learned two things that day:  1. they do know my car and the bonus is – they had fun doing that. 2. the French bread probably did come from the grocery store!

 Everyone should be adopted by a family of Ravens – and get to watch flight school!! 

Blessings, Joan

Joan Ranquet

Animal Communicator, Author, Speaker & Founder of Communication with all Life University

www.joanranquet.com

Communication with All Life University Graduation, Dr. Steven Farmer and other random thoughts of an Animal Communicator

Big fun was had by all!

Barely a week ago was the graduation dinner for the first year of Communication with all Life University. It was quite a year.  We spent the last 3 days of it working from early until late. Our finals were at Little Bit Therapeutic riding center. There, my students talked to a couple of horses in the program and dogs that the staff brought from home.  It was an awesome day. Bittersweet – Awesome for them.  For me? Also amazing – and I have to let them blossom on their own – time to let go – how spring like!!!!

In the time that they were here, we reviewed the last year in terms of each of the student’s accomplishments as well as how they utilized their electives (of body work or energy work).  We examined how to set up and market their Animal Communicator practice/business.  Of course, that blueprint has been in place for some time through the various assignments.  We had intuitive moments and business building as well as structure creating and brainstorming on how to build the day/week/career they want.  Many stayed on for Animal Alchemy – the others flew out that had taken it last year – what a 10 day period!

The growth and commitment of everyone has been astounding.  I’m so moved.  I am amazed at how much these people wanted to stretch and how far they came by being willing.  We have had so many laughs and plenty of tears.  

Our excursions have always been fun (I love a good field trip whether we are at the Seattle campus or the Orlando campus!)  Our field trips have been as wide-ranging as Snoqualmie Falls to a Trapeze Act during dinner to an Orb tour to the Pike Place Market Ghost tour to a Magic show in Orlando, Fairy hikes, trail rides outside of Orlando, the cow milking package to the Space Needle.  Not to mention, wonderful dinners!  Hopefully next Orlando trip is an airboat ride and next October here is a sea plane over the city.

Aside from the use of the electives, they all expressed something they learned and tried from the various Animal Education Teleseminars.  Or what they gained (or didn’t) from the various assignments.

They have raised the bar for me in terms of what to expect from students. For the most part when I said jump – they didn’t question, they telepathically asked “how high”?  And then they elegantly followed through.  I couldn’t have asked for a better, more diverse and wonderful group.   Oh did I drive them crazy sometimes!

I also have great help from Shannon the Lead Mare and Dean of Students.  Additionally, the dorm couldn’t have been a wackier place at TYD Farm (Thank you Virginia).  And thank you Geri for your serene dorm in Geneva, Fl.

Thank you Shannon, Pam, Diane, Sarah and Veronica for making me become a better teacher!

Listen to the grads on Pet Talk Live with me yesterday (March 24th 2010): http://feeds.feedburner.com/joanranquet.  They did great kitten readings! Always, the kittens can be found on www.youtube.com/joanranquet.

If you are interested in upcoming events ( Animal Communication April 9, 10th & 11th) check out: www.joanranquet.com/events. And of course for readings: www.joanranquet.com/readings.  Fabulous dog/cat/horse/soil/alpaca/car products: www.dynamitemarketing.com/joanranquet.com.

And of course my new RADIO SHOW – PET TALK LIVE! Tomorrow is Dr. Steven Farmer – woohoo!!!   March 31st 2010  Have you ever wondered about your Power Animals and what it all means? Do you know who your Animal Spirit Guides are? Are you finding Earth’s magic in the everyday realm? If these are questions in your stratosphere, you may want to join me when I interview Dr. Steven Farmer – Author of “Earth Magic” and much more.  We will have the usual readings for my personal kittens, the Rescue of the week and I’m happy to do readings for you on this very special show. Even better – talk to Dr. Steven Farmer!   

Blessings, Joan

p.s. are we friends on Facebook? Do we follow each other on Twitter? 

Jumping rope with dogs and cats and other random acts of an Animal Communicator

This is just a typical morning of trying to jump rope to disco music with dogs and cats that like to play! 

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Hope your mornings are as exciting ~ Joan

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Denver, a love story and other Random thoughts of an Animal Communicator

Denver, I have missed you.

What a great trip.  It started out with the Misha May Foundation benefit on Thursday night and some familiar faces but many faces that I didn’t know – all eager to learn the basics of Animal Communication. We made some money for that organization.

Then, on to the Rocky Mountain Horse Expo……and that was great.  I had a lecture each day and a book signing.  Again, more and more familiar faces.  People showed up that I had been to their house, to their barn; they had taken a class before – all showing up to learn more.  It was all a great reminder of how much I loved my clients, their animals and the other practitioners I worked and played well with in Denver. 

There was one day that I left the Horse Expo at around 3:00 to go to the Metaphysical Fair. The way the light was hitting the Rockies with the fresh snow is truly the most breathtaking view of those mountains I have ever seen.

The last night I was in town, I taught at the Shining Lotus and it benefited the Harrison Memorial Animal Hospital – an amazing operation that helps with surgeries for animals if the people can’t afford it as well as helping with spay and neuters for the shelters.

I had a couple of days of meeting client’s animals in person (that I have only communicated with on the phone up until now) as well as some new folks.   I got to talk to a cat in a high rise and I also got to watch that particular Border Collie mix, Foster do laundry. He very proudly and smugly pulled things out of the dryer.  I have a Border Collie mix that would love to learn something necessary like that!  There may be some new training techniques in order.  I couldn’t wait to get home for a variety of reasons, that being one of them.

The last day was a wonderful setting up in the Rockies, walking through sunny snow fields to get to the horses I was talking to and then on down to the familiar barn I’ve talked to so many horses at before – some new and old clients. I nearly drove off the road a million times just taking in the view on my way back down the mountain.

Along the way up the windy roads to Evergreen I remember picking out a little bundle that 8 years later is the most amazing dog I’ve ever known, my own Olivia.

I was reminded of how much I love the beauty there, the people and the lifestyle.  It was so welcoming and is calling me back within the next 6 – 8 weeks – and I can’t wait to go back!! I also have great friends and wonderful memories of those friends.

One woman in the audience at the Horse Expo told me she met me at a book signing two years ago and that I’m not blogging enough – so here you go!!

Denver, I’ve missed you – but I’ll be back. Soon. 

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Founder of Communication with all Life University, Author, Speaker, Animal Communicator

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Sadie The Scottish Terrier Wins Westminster Dog Show; Protesters Disrupt Events (PHOTOS)

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Once again that Sadie that I blogged about before won tonight. Not much of a surprise – she is something else……

Sexy Sadie ~ well done!

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p.s. The winnings are in for the what’s in a name contest. There were so many submissions and then my University students did the judging and there were too many varied picks. So we have several runner ups!  I’m heading to Florida early in the a.m. and will have lots of fun events.

Your dog wants a treat. Now! Animal communicator to hold seminar in Missoula

Your dog wants a treat. Now! Animal communicator to hold seminar in Florence.  Some say Florence, some say Missoula – I don’t know where it is that I’m teaching this weekend – but I do know we have an awesome group!! There is still room for a couple more.  And I do know my ticket says Missoula ~ I’m really looking forward to this workshop. 

Kate is part of Communication with all Life University and she has put together this class.  Some of the people that are coming – have worked with me before in either my Bozeman Mt. classes or when I used to come up and teach at Traumhof (before I lived here) or perhaps even Walla Walla. And some will be fresh. Always fun!

If you didn’t see my post yesterday about the new year – I want to remind you to scroll down for the “What’s in a name contest….” details below.  And if you’re not on my mailing list – please join as I will be updating there as well. Go to: www.joanranquet.com. The contest could win you a weekend class in either Seattle or Orlando – so please send me your story.  I’m already getting submissions and it hasn’t even gone out in my newsletter!

In Transit, literally and the film – as always, other random thoughts of an Animal Communicator

Isabella said goodnight to 2009 a while ago!

Happy New Year!  It is a time of opportunity, fun and amazing transformation.  Last year feels like it had all the awkward growing pains for what is going to set sail this new decade. 

I have had my own personal transformation. . . in the last 8 weeks, I lost my 90 year old father.  He was such an inspiration to many and while I know that he is with my mom and many other great animal companions, relatives and friends, it is still fresh and painful.  I so hear the pain in my clients voice as they call either about an animal that they recently lost or about to lose.

For some reason the holidays accentuate that, whether it is that we love memories around this type of year so the loss feels greater than say a random day in June or the mere fact that it is literally the darkest time of the year.  No matter as to the origin of the pain, the pain is there and deserves attention – being brought to the light.

I’m also writing because on the otherside of the holidays, here in the new year, I don’t remember a time I felt more hopeful.  There are so many exciting things in the wings that I will slowly reveal as they come to fruition. 

For me – it is also a time of tranformation in my career. In the worst economy, I started Communication with all Life University and in March – I have my first graduating class.  I’m blogging – I don’t even text regularly, yet I love this.  Lots of other things are transforming before my eyes that are so positive, so amazing……the reason I’m writing this is I know it is for you as well.  Sometimes we just can’t see it.

I found a video from my past – I used to be an actress for those that don’t know my history or haven’t read my book, “Communication with all Life”.  I’m actually posting it because talk about a transformation!!  The video below is just a fun reminder of the world I came from – acting!! I loved acting, I loved the whole world of it. I educated myself in the best possible situations, I knew all the right people and yet………well the video is great – it was my dream to act and yet I followed another big passion – animals and I don’t look back (except to view various productions I was in):

Dailymotion – In transit, par Cédric Klapisch – une vidéo Cinéma.

Then this life of being an Animal Communicator totally took over my life!! I’m happy to say that this is definitely the work I’m supposed to be doing. I have been busy since about the day I said I’d do it…..unlike life in my acting world. I will say I was always getting some sort of play, little film, etc. I always joked with my Dad that I finally got a steady job when I became a pet psychic.  

Clearly I didn’t love the acting world enough to endure the actor’s lifestyle. Or there was a better divine plan for me.  Either way – this work, this life has brought us together even if just through these words on a screen.  My wish for you is that you follow your dream and find your divine plan!

Now my work and my lifestyle are congruant. I love that. On the days that I’m home doing phone sessions, I’m here with my own animals. If I go away from my home to talk to an animal – funny how that works, I’m with animals!

I know I’m very lucky and I want to take this time to thank all of my clients and students and even readers who are what make this life possible.

I have  a few more things to add:

1. January 3rd http://www.blogtalkradio.com/positively-incorrect – 5:00 pm PST. CALL IN! Scott Cluthe Radio Show please call in!!  

2. I’m teaching a weekend workshop in Missoula Mt. January 8-10th for details go to: www.joanranquet.com/events or contact Kate Templeman @ (406) 273-3151 or e-mail her @ keltonfarm@gmail.com.

3.  I have a big contest that is below – “What’s in a name…..” if you have a story as to how you chose a name – or the name chose your animal companion – let us know.  Me, and my University students will be picking out the winners and the contest winner details are here:

Each person that enters gets a free Animal Education Teleseminar of your choice ($20.00 value). The first place winner gets a free weekend Animal Communication Seminar in either Orlando in Feb. or Seattle in April ($350.00 value- travel expenses not included). Second place winner gets 10 Animal Education Teleseminar calls ($200 value).  Third place winner gets either an Animal Communication Workshop Teleseminar  with me OR 5 Animal Education Teleseminar calls hosted by me with amazing guests – or download of previous amazing calls (valued at $100.00).  The contest winners will be announced January 25th.  May the best name win! Enter your pet’s name and how or why they got their name and send to joanranquet@joanranquet.com

Remember to always check my schedule for when I could be in YOUR town teaching an Animal Communication mini class www.joanranquet.com/events.

Enjoy, Joan

Joan Ranquet

Animal Communicator, Author, Speaker and founder of Communication with all life University (animal communication certification program).  www.joanranquet.com, www.dynamitemarketing.com/joanranquet

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Great video on a dog helping Iraq vet with PTSD – Animal News and other random thoughts of an Animal Communicator

Video – Breaking News Videos from CNN.com.

Amazing job opportunities for rescue dogs – helping Iraq vets with PTSD. If the shelters are overrun – doesn’t it make sense to take these lovely dogs and give them great jobs? We have people coming home every day with PTSD – let’s put those dogs to work!

Right now shelters are at an all time high with occupancy and adoption and donation rate low…….let’s start funneling the donated  money to profile and then train the dogs that fit the bill for this type of work.  

That’s my 2 cents worth for the day…..blessings, Joan

www.joanranquet.com

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