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Below is a sample chapter from my book Beyond Woofs and Whinnies. Each chapter has a sketch and quote at the beginning. The sketches and quotes are available to purchase on several gift items – mugs, shirts, etc. To see all the sketches and available items click here. If you wish to purchase an item, just click it and you will be taken to the ordering page where you can chose colors and styles. To pre-order Beyond Woofs and Whinnies, go to Pre-Order Karen’s Book on the right side of this page.

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I, Like the Buddha

“All knowledge, the totality of all questions and all answers, is contained in the dog.”                                                                       ~Franz Kafka

I had no classes or books to teach me how to understand what the animals wanted to say, and I wanted to find out if how I was communicating was similar to those who called themselves “animal communicators.” I decided to attend an animal communication class. During the class, I was introduced to Loreli, a long-haired miniature dachshund, who lived with June Hughes, also known as Sananjaleen.
    Once class started, Loreli, “the ringleader,” directed the class through Sananjaleen. If the class got sidetracked to another subject, Loreli would meander out of the room. Once class got back on track, she would reappear.
    During the class, our instructor gave us a postcard with a picture of Loreli and a statue of Buddha that she had taken in her flower garden. Loreli wanted the animal communicators to know she was like the Buddha. My mind tried to make sense of this. How could a dog be like the Buddha?  Shortly after June gave this message to the class, Loreli walked toward where I was sitting on the floor with the postcard in front of me. Loreli glanced up, looked deep into my eyes, and quickly put her little black nose on the postcard and held it there for half a second. She glanced back up, again looking deep into my eyes, and said, That is I, like the Buddha. I know you doubt. And she walked away.
    That day created a whole new world for me about the possibilities within the animal kingdom.
    Several weeks later, I spoke to a reporter who lived in Washington, D.C. I explained how profoundly this little dog had influenced me. Being a curious reporter, she asked if she could attend a class. I mentioned that perhaps Loreli would repeat her “Buddha and I” message for us. The reporter attended the next class with me. Once again, I put Loreli’s picture on the floor. Mentally, I told her why we were there, the possibilities it could bring with a reporter present, and asked if she would point herself out again on the postcard. Loreli was not in sight as I was sending the message to her telepathically, for it was one of those times when the class had wandered off course. Shortly afterwards she showed herself, walked across the room straight to the postcard, whisked her nose close to her face on the postcard, looked up at us, and walked away, as if to say, “Do I have to prove myself again?” We could hardly believe our eyes!
    As Loreli and I kept close in our communications, I later discovered she had orchestrated my first day with her. Perhaps it would take one like the Buddha to accomplish a day like this and the ones that followed. Because of my experience with Loreli and my reporter friend, I was given many opportunities to inform and share experiences with believers and non-believers in fun and interesting ways. For example, in a posh downtown D.C. hotel, I attended a puppy shower complete with hors d’oeuvres in the shape of dog bones. The new pup received presents from both human and canine guests.
    My most interesting engagement when living in Northern Virginia, however, was attending the Bark Ball at Loews L’Enfant Plaza Hotel in D.C. This elaborate affair supports the Washington, D.C. Humane Society/SPCA. People and dogs came to the event dressed in formal attire. Some canines in attendance: a poodle in a long shiny pink gown, her head adorned with tiara  matching her person’s costume; a boxer proudly showing off his fancy tux; and a few barking, saying they would rather be running in their back yards and not wearing a silly outfit. A doggy bar with Evian water and kibbles was elegantly presented on the floor while their human companions dined on hor d’oeuvres and wine served on stylishly decorated tables. When all had partaken of food and drink, both two and four-legged guests danced on a beautifully decorated ballroom floor. As people boogied down on the dance floor, dog companions pranced around their people with little hops and barks.
    I did not have time to learn how to handle the media explosion that followed. I had some challenging times as I dealt with reporters and radio interviewers. I was not accustomed to talking live on radio shows with thousands of people listening. Writers for newspapers and magazines were usually honest, yet at times twisted my words. I was told by a friend in the media that a new subject or interest in D.C. is usually worn hard, and then forgotten. I could see the fast-moving pace of my newfound career was slowing down in the D.C area and wondered if I should breathe new life into my profession at home, or if my journey would take me elsewhere.
    Through a series of events, my husband and I moved south to live on Smith Mountain Lake in Virginia. From our home, I received calls for communications from around the United States and other countries. Animal communication is my joy. I drop the “b” in job and add a “y.” It is my joy, not my job.
    I asked Loreli if she was pleased with what I had written. She said, Yes, be clear, ordain them into this new world they are about to discover and help them to know we are part of God, too.

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Whose Thought Is It?

There is a subtle difference between the animal’s thoughts that come to me versus my own thoughts. When hearing words from an animal, I hear my own voice, but the emotions and energy are different from mine.
    When I receive information from animals, the right side of my brain―the intuitive side―seems to be more dominant. When I translate or analyze, the left side of my brain―the analytical side―is engaged.
    While discussing the difference between the left and right side of the brain with my client Patsy, her dog Maggie abruptly interrupted me. Maggie most intently expressed her self: Do a reality check in your space of mind. Use the mind as a whole. When information comes this clearly, it is important. I no longer speak of the left and right side of the brain as being separate. I realize they work together, as one.