Terri’s Photo Gallery

These two rescue cats, Izzy and Bella, were a “package deal.” Their new mom couldn’t adopt just one from the shelter because they seemed to have a close bond. When I went meet to them and have a cat chat, they told me, “Yes, we love each other. And this is how close we are.”

During a phone session over the holidays, this parakeet said, “They bought a tree just for me and I get a new one every year.”

Ari, who really gets around, told me he enjoys flying on his private airplane. “I like my seat on the plane. This is MY seat,” he said.

Bailey, the basset hound, told me all about going to elementary school with his mom. He said, “Yeah, boy, those kids wear me out. I just had to take a rest.”

Blizzard enjoyed talking about his home in New York and how he likes to go fishing. He said, “Every time something comes in the boat, it’s my job to check it out.”

I always enjoy my consults with Sister Ann and Sister Donna about the dogs that guard their women’s shelter. It’s important for the dogs to understand their job—they have to be nice to clients but attack intruders. Once one of the older dogs, Sarge, took a new addition to the group under its wing. But he got very bossy because he didn’t think the puppy, Shalom, was learning fast enough. I told him, “Everything will get in the puppy’s head and it all will be okay.” (From left: Sarge, Sr. Anne, Shadow, Cinder, Sr. Donna and Shalom)

When I volunteered with the Humane Society of the United States during the San Diego wildfires in 2007, I worked with six pet goats whose family had to be evacuated. While I was feeding them, the goat in charge told me, “Every goat needs a rock to stand on—a BIG rock.”

Every time I look at this photo I think, “Such a huge heart for such a little girl.” During a phone consultation with the mom of this adorable little Yorkie, my Medical Intuition signaled me that she had a build-up of fluid around her heart. The vet later confirmed this, but didn’t have the technology to perform the surgery that would save her life.

Faith, the Therapy Dog, likes this photo of herself, and told me, “When I lay like this you can’t see my leg is missing.” But that missing leg helps this special dog bond with the children and veterans she sees on her regular visits to hospitals.

No, nothing’s wrong with Flame. He was just tired and had to lie down to finish our chat. If you knew this horse, you’d understand completely. He’s a clumsy fellow and, frankly, most days he does better lying down than standing up.

Isis’ mom wanted to adopt a second dog, but Isis (left) did not. After she completely rejected one candidate, we had a talk. Isis said, “If you HAVE to have another dog, get a smaller one—and female.” Hermes fit the bill and was the only dog Isis would let stay in the family.

During a phone session with Mookie’s mom, she wanted to learn more about her dog and any health issues he might be having. She asked me, “Do his eyes feel okay?” And the first thing out of my mouth was, “No, Mom. I don’t care that I just have one eye.”

Murphy used to hate going to the groomer. During a home visit, he said he behaved badly because the goomer was forceful and pushy. So I referred his mom to another groomer. Murphy later told me, “Now we’re talking. Good groomer. I’m a good boy—no growling and snapping. And look how handsome I am!”

This three-month-old kitten, Neo, lives in Amsterdam and didn’t have any issues to speak of, but did he talk up a storm, “I love my new home. Here’s my bowl. I like my table. Here’s my mom.” Etc., etc., etc.

The mom of this Papillion wanted to know if he enjoys being on the water with the family. “Yes, of course, I go on the boat. I have to tell the big dogs what to do,” he told us.

Remy needed to get out of a bad situation, so I helped him relocate to Southern California and find a good home. He told me he’s very happy with the new arrangement and especially likes to sleep in a big chair pulled next to the bed with his mom, six cats and two other dogs.

When I met Rusty at a dog event, his mom told me about his glaucoma and wanted to know how he was doing. Rusty said his pain was so bad that he wanted his eye “taken out” and assured us that he could still see with one eye. His mom was upset, of course, and cried. But she later got him the needed surgery. Two years after that, they came back to me because the glaucoma had spread to Rusty’s other eye and his mom wanted to know how bad it was. He said to me, “I’ve been waiting to talk to you for a month so I could tell you to take out the other eye because it hurts so much.” His mom cried again and was concerned about him being blind, so we discussed some things she could do to make it easier for him. Today, Rusty says, “All of the girls still like me. How could they not? Look how handsome I am!” I can tell you that everybody does love Rusty and he has quite a following wherever he goes.

Tiemen is a Friesian—a huge horse, almost the size of a Clydesdale. He told me about his life. “I wanted someone who didn’t know anything about horses. I think you can see why. I love my mom.”

While I was visiting with a family’s dogs, the mom asked if I would chat with another pet. We walked to the garage and down, under a pile of straw, she pulled out this skunk. She wanted to know how he was feeling because he wasn’t eating very well. I felt burning in my stomach, which meant the skunk’s stomach was burning. I said, “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you had just fed him a bunch of jalapeno peppers.” Guess what?