While hiring someone to “talk” to your pet might seem crazy to more than a few people, when you find yourself in a situation where you feel like you’ve exhausted all other options, it starts seeming more and more like a good idea. That was the case for me when one of our barely one-year-old neutered male cats decided to go on an unauthorized journey. While I wanted to believe an animal communicator would be the answer to my prayers, I went into it with a healthy bit of skepticism. I hoped that this stranger I researched and hired was the real, legitimate deal and could help me get my young cat back.
While the the loss of a pet to death is extremely hard, loss to disappearance can be arguably worse. The not knowing is the worst part. Are they alive? Are they dead? Are they hurt? The questions you have are endless. As the hours turn into days that turn into weeks and eventually months, it can make one crazy.
One person’s trash was our treasure
Stormy had been dumped out on the side of the road with his two siblings when they were around eight weeks old. We found them and brought them home September 27, 2015.
The other three cats we had had all come as younger cats or adults, so to suddenly have three little rambunctious kittens at once scurrying around the house was kind of a shock for everybody. They were adorable and hilarious in their antics though, and we quickly fell madly in love with them.
One mess creates another
In June of 2016, a couple of months before Stormy went missing, as I made my rounds of checking on my 11 animals, I noticed Cooper, one of the new kittens, not acting himself. He hadn’t come in to eat like normal, didn’t come when he was called and was lethargic. I was a little concerned.
A few hours later when Will got home, Cooper hadn’t improved. Instead of risking it being something serious, as we had learned the hard way with dogs in the past few years, we took him to the after-hours emergency hospital. Unfortunately, two misdiagnoses by over-eager student vets left us with a $1,700 vet bill.
After being upset by all the errors in Cooper’s visit and on the bill, I decided to contact the hospital director to see about getting the bill reduced. That turned into a lengthy ordeal of hours spent detailing all the issues via e-mail and then later on the phone. It was during that last lengthy call on August 12th that Stormy disappeared.
During that over two-hour phone call, I had seen Stormy with his fluffy tail bobbing in the air, heading down the hallway towards the cat door. Little did I know that that would be the last time I ever saw him and is the last image I have of him burned in my mind.
Stormy goes missing
When I finally got off the phone that evening, the first thing I did was head outside to do my routine 11 animal head count. Stormy was missing and not responding when I called for him. Because he’d never left the yard except on walks with us down the drive prior to that night, and wasn’t coming when called, I was immediately concerned.
Will and I spent that first night walking the property and calling for Stormy into the wee hours of the morning. The next day, I called for Stormy at least once every hour all day long well into the wee hours again. Before it was all done, I had contacted the neighbors, checked Craig’s List, put up a lost cat sign, and researched every possible tip and trick to finding a lost cat.
Most of the popular suggestions, like putting out used cat litter, a trail camera or live traps weren’t really something we could feasibly do with five other cats following us around and being out in a very open rural setting with no idea of the direction he’d gone.
Could an animal communicator find Stormy?
During my search for something that would work for our particular situation, I ended up on a cat forum site where using an animal communicator was mentioned. I was quickly intrigued. Stormy had been gone a few days by then and I was beside myself with guilt and worry.
I wasn’t sure how much confidence I had in someone being able to talk to my cat remotely, mostly because I couldn’t afford to waste money on something that was a scam or wasn’t helpful. But because I was desperate, I started researching animal communicators.
The problem with using an animal communicator to help you find your lost pet is that most of them don’t do it. If they do, it’s very expensive and the results can be nothing more than what ends up seeming like educated guessing. I finally found one that helped with lost pets, had good reviews, and had a somewhat reasonable price, so I contacted her.
The requirements of the animal communicator
The first thing the animal communicator needed was for me to send a picture of Stormy along with an explanation of my needs and the desired time for our phone consultation. Once confirmed, she would call me for the consultation. I was also to have a few questions that I wanted to ask Stormy.
As I looked through my collection of pictures, I realized I didn’t have a single good picture of Stormy. All of them were of him sleeping, playing under the dog bed, or some other non-helpful pose. That experience is a big part of why I wrote the post about having good, current pictures of your pet here, http://savingcatsdogsandcash.com/importance-good-pictures-pet/ and how to make sure they are never lost.
Luckily, Will had snapped a picture with his cell phone of Stormy on top of his car out in the garage about a month and a half before he went missing, so although it was awful, it was the best picture I had. I sent the picture, my contact information, and my request for information on Stormy’s whereabouts to the animal communicator.
The next few hours were spent anxiously awaiting our appointment. It was August 18th, six days after Stormy had disappeared.
The details about Stormy’s disappearance
The animal communicator told me that Stormy was coming of age and that’s why he’d left. That part actually made sense to me knowing his adventurous and independent personality. She said he wasn’t sick or injured and he knew his way home. She also said he appeared or did have Egyptian Mau in him and he hadn’t seen the dogs and they hadn’t seen him.
An interesting part about the breed mention was that Stormy didn’t really have any of the characteristics of the Egyptian Mau, especially in the photo I sent to the animal communicator. Cooper, however, Stormy’s brother, possibly does, by my untrained eye. His markings are definitely rare.
The animal communicator never saw Cooper’s picture and this blog and the accompanying Facebook page weren’t even in existence. I do not have a personal social media account, so although possibly random, it was interesting that she even mentioned his breed, although it isn’t something I could have confirmed either way.
The animal communicator also said Stormy was only halfway through his journey and would be gone at least another week. She said he could not hear us calling him. The last information she gave me was that from the back of the house at two o’clock, there was a house with a porch and outbuildings where a lady fed feral cats, so he did have some human interaction.
Hearing that Stormy was near a house where someone fed cats was a relief. Maybe the lady had seen him or he’d at least stay in that area in case the animal communicator was wrong about him coming back on his own. I got off the phone feeling hopeful and optimistic that Stormy was alive and would be home when he was done with his journey in a week or so.
Did one wrong piece of information seal Stormy’s fate?
Unfortunately, the only verifiable information the animal communicator gave me was somewhat wrong, so we had trouble finding where she had described he was. Based on the directions she had given me, we searched the wrong direction for almost two weeks.
During that time, we were looking for any house or outbuilding that even remotely matched her description. With no luck, we began wondering if a cat could even be so detailed and accurate about their surroundings. Then we realized the error.
With houses being very spread out where we live and being told Stormy was too far away to hear us calling him, despite us calling often and loudly from every spot on our and the surrounding property, the frustration of no sightings and the guilt and worry only grew. Looking back, I’d say we relied too heavily on the information we were given.
I had been told though that Stormy would be back when he was through the rest of his journey after at least another week. That kind of took the sense of urgency out of the situation. The animal communicator said she was asking the surrounding animals such as coyotes and stuff not to hurt him and help him find his way back. I immediately imagined a Disney cartoon scenario where all the little forest creatures help guide a young cat safely home.
Were parts of the reading bizarre? Yes, and bordering on crazy, but if you’ve ever lost a pet, you might understand. You WANT to believe the person you entrusted is right and there will be a happy outcome.
Instead of from the back of the house, like the animal communicator had said, the house with the lady that the animal communicator described turned out to be at two o’clock from the front of the house and over half a mile away. With the newly discovered information, we contacted the lady. Sadly, she told us that she had not seen Stormy, but that she would keep an eye out for him.
During those two weeks, as I had impatiently waited for Stormy to finish his journey, I still continued to call and try to communicate with him myself, as the animal communicator had instructed. I REALLY wanted to believe in her power to communicate with Stormy and it to be accurate. I envisioned him walking/running back across the yard to us. I also begged and pleaded for him to please come back, to no avail.
He should have been back by now
After the two weeks had passed and we realized the error with the lady and the house and the feral cats, I contacted the animal communicator again. It was September 1st, 20 days since Stormy had disappeared. I told her that she had been wrong about the direction of the house with the lady and the feral cats and such.
I also told her we’d made contact with the woman, who had not seen Stormy. I sent the animal communicator a new set of questions to ask, including asking if he was sick or hurt, if he wanted to come home, how we could find him and if we could come right now.
The news I didn’t want to hear
Her e-mail reply was that when she checked in with him, he was quite unavailable. He told her he knew the way home but couldn’t get there. She said checking on his body, it seemed quite etheric and that he could be dreaming, out of the body, or passed on and that it was hard to get through to him right then. My heart sank.
The animal communicator ended by asking if I believed the right thing would happen no matter what and telling me that she would again try to contact Stormy later that day. Because I had been expecting him to come back home any day or at least ready to come home, I was devastated. I tried to put the bad news out of my mind and be optimistic that her later attempt would be successful.
My frustration at the animal communicator’s lack of follow-through grows
When I hadn’t heard back from the animal communicator several hours later, I sent a follow-up e-mail asking if she was able to make contact later, telling her that hearing that he was not able to get back home was upsetting and just sitting around waiting for an updated word was very hard. I told her that if he could just tell us where he was, I would rush to him.
The next morning, approximately two million hours later, I finally got a reply back from the animal communicator. She told me to take any action that I felt was necessary and that she knew the news was very hard to take and that she’d try to make contact with Stormy later in the day.
Not happy AT ALL with that reply, I fought back the urge to call her up or fire back a heated e-mail telling her to stop jerking me around and dragging her feet and help me find my cat, who may or may not be injured and dying.
Finding out that she had not even attempted to make contact the previous day, like she had said she would, despite getting the feeling that he was unable to get home for whatever reason. I was now frustratingly mad. It almost felt like she was being intentionally cruel since she knew how upset I was by this whole situation and knew that she held the answers I was so desperately wanting.
I was upset that she was so nonchalant about the situation after I had just sat and waited and worried all afternoon the previous day and evening for her follow-up call or e-mail. I’d just given Stormy two weeks to complete his journey and had been looking in the wrong direction the entire time based on the information she’d given me.
While I felt time was of the essence, this animal communicator apparently did not. Had Stormy been hurt during those two weeks and now it had gotten so bad that he was either dead or dying somewhere? My mind was racing with horrible scenarios.
One of the most upsetting calls I’ve ever received
About mid-morning on September 2nd, the next day after we’d exchanged e-mail details about Stormy being hard to communicate with, the animal communicator called me. She told me that she was still getting that Stormy was out of his body and unable to be found. She felt like that meant he had passed. I broke down sobbing. Things had seemed so promising for his return and now, according to her, he was gone.
The animal communicator then went on about me needing to trust in a higher power and the reason Stormy may be unavailable was that he was choosing not to come back. There was more about animals and their purpose, but after I’d heard she was getting that he’d passed, it was hard for me to concentrate on anything else she said.
The animal communicator’s shady behavior
One thing though, that I found interesting as a skeptic, was that she told me that she’d seen cats that had been gone for months make it back. Basically, I felt like I was being told he was probably dead, but maybe not. It was a very disappointing session after our initial one because I’d actually gotten a good feeling from it and had hope that everything would work out.
Despite telling me that if I tried to contact him in a couple of weeks, she could still get in contact with him, I decided not to pursue contact any further. At that point, I felt a twinge of scamminess in the ‘keep paying me and I’ll keep stringing you along’ sort of way. I didn’t have the money for a first, let alone a third reading, and I didn’t want to hear any more bad news or her pyscho babble about believing things would work out the way they were supposed to. I would continue to look and call for Stormy and hope that she was wrong.
Lost cat, round two
A year later, I’d gotten this same animal communicator’s newsletter saying she was going to be taking calls on a radio program that can be listened to online. I marked my calendar to listen, just out of curiosity. I wanted to see how she did on pet cases that didn’t involve them being lost or deceased. To date, she’d been right about Stormy. He was still missing.
When the radio program was set to air, Cooper (Stormy’s brother) had decided to try to give me a nervous breakdown the day before by disappearing. I was beside myself with worry. Again. I was lucky enough to get on the show and gave a brief description of his markings. I never mentioned using her services before.
The animal communicator told me that she felt he would be back in a few days. The next morning, at 5 am, Cooper strolled in like he hadn’t been gone a minute. I was still up from the night before, so as soon as I saw him, I snatched him up, hugged him somewhat tightly while reprimanding him for worrying me to death, and then I fed him.
My takeaway on my experiences
So what is my takeaway from my two experiences with an animal communicator? I’d have to say that I’m maybe about 60% convinced of my animal communicator’s ability. Part of that low-ish score may just be due to how the whole experience working with her played out and it affecting my rating.
A big problem is that even though the animal communicator (or google maps?) was correct about there being a house with a porch and outbuildings inhabited by a lady that fed feral cats, she was off a pretty important component of that detail, the direction. That error cost us valuable time and I’ll always wonder if things would have turned out differently if that information had been correct. Nothing else she told me was verifiable.
Both times I contacted the animal communicator, it was regarding lost cats. From everything I’ve read, including information on her own website, lost pets are very hard to read because they are usually constantly on the move and the reading is often times upsetting. The success rate, according to my animal communicator’s website, of lost pet and owner reunions is from 50% to 75%.
In addition, on her website, she also recommended working with other animal communicators who may offer alternative feelings and perspectives on the lost animals’ location. Not exactly a confidence-building statement there for her abilities as an animal communicator. Whether all of this information was there when I hired her last year, I don’t recall. It doesn’t seem like information I would have overlooked, but I do know I was very desperate for help at the time.
Possibly, if I’d contacted this particular animal communicator about something else, like a certain behavior in one of my animals that I could use as a reference point to see if there was an improvement, my opinion would be different. If I ever do use her or any other animal communicator for that purpose, I’ll be sure to share that experience also.
Even if this animal communicator is 100% legitimate, apparently trying to locate lost animals is a difficult test to try to base an animal communicators abilities on. Without a reference point or her sharing any information only Stormy would know, I was kind of left wondering in the end if any of what I was told was true or just a good educated guess. She did have a 50% chance of being right.
Without being 100% confident that she is legitimate, and the way the experience deteriorated so badly after that first session, I’d rather not set anyone else up for that frustration and/or disappointment. Even if it had all worked out the way I had imagined it in my head with Stormy coming back, when it comes to following through on things you say you’ll do, especially with important things like this was, I hold people to a pretty high standard. She didn’t meet it.
I know there are several animal communicators out there and none of them are cheap, but if you would like to find one to help you with a behavioral issue or pain/injury, most of them all do that sort of communication. The lost pet animal communicators are much harder to find and as I’ve shown, difficult to track success with, short of finding the animal.
Like with any profession, not all animal communicators are created equal, so make sure you do your homework. If you do decide to try one, I recommend you go into it with an open mind and moderate expectations.
Have you ever used an animal communicator? If so, how was your experience? Feel free to share it below.
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