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    Reiki (pronounced Ray-key) comes from the Japanese Rei and Ki meaning spiritually guided life energy. Reiki for pets is a form of spiritual healing that helps harmonize the mind, body and soul of your pet. It can be used as a treatment for relaxation as well as a tool for releasing negative emotions and limitations. Reiki is not a religion.

    Reiki for animals can treat ailments that may be currently inhibiting your pet whether you notice it or not. It can reduce stress, relieve pain, headaches, stomach upsets, asthma, back problems, sinus, respiratory, canine hip dysplasia, anxiety and more. It can help with abused animals, neglected animals. After performing Reiki with your first session you will see results.

    Reiki is ideal for animals because it is gentle and non invasive. It doesn’t cause stress, discomfort or pain yet yields powerful results. For healthy animals, Reiki maintains health, provides peace and contentment.

    For dying animals, Reiki is a gentle way to provide comfort to your pet and keep them from being afraid and anxious.

    Animals respond faster than people and positive results are often seen in a shorter period of time.

    Because Reiki is a healing energy, it will never harm you or your pet.

  • In Person Treatments:

    Animals are more comfortable in their own surroundings and home. Treatments can be given a few feet away or even from across a room.
  • Distant Healing Treatments:

    Is very effective and can be even preferable. Some animals may live too far away or fearful of strangers, elderly or close to death. But they absorb Reiki distantly. Distant treatments are cost effective for the working owner and quicker to schedule. Distant Reiki offers same benefits as hands on. Distant Reiki treatment can provide relief from surgery, emotional healing, behavioral issues and ease transition to death. After a distant treatment results can be seen soon. (See our "Patients" tab on the top of this page)

    Depending on situation, pet may need more than one treatment.

Big Bear, here we come!

Lucy’s first family vacation! Sammy had gone with us on a houseboat last year but this year was Lucy’s turn. She had never left home before.  She always been good in the car. Candy and I had taken her to Arizona before, and not a peep out of her for 5 hours.  Our drive up to Big Bear was fine until we got closer into the windy roads. Lucy was not happy and was saying, are we there yet?!

But once we got to our cabin, there was lots of time for exploring. Lucy was unsure of why were here. Did we move? Why did we bring so much stuff? I see that Sammy’s bed is here, our bowls are here. Even some of my toys are here! I’m not so sure of this!

The first night was pretty easy, unpack, grill some burgers for dinner and relax. Lucy was still on her antibiotics from last week, but all was good.  Lucy stayed close to Daddy. Unsure of why Daddy brought her here but if Daddy left the cabin, Lucy was not happy if she could not go too. Just in unloading the car, Lucy stood at the door and cried! I was shocked. She had not cried like that since she was under one years old and it was being separated from Candy.  Mark was sure to bring Lucy almost everywhere he could (except when they left for the day to go fishing)

But all in all, it was a great trip. Daddy was only gone one long morning and was at the cabin the rest of the time. Lots of running back and forth from the cabin to the dock, the dock to the cabin.  Chasing flashlights at night, trying to lick the fish that were caught to see what the hubbub was about… Standing guard at the door.. and hanging with Sammy and Mommy.  Was just starting to adjust by the 4th day, but then all of a sudden, Mama said, Lucy, want to go home?! Forgetting about Daddy, Lucy SHOT like a bullet up the hill and to the car!! We are CITY GIRLS!!!!

Allergies- itching and scratching. Misery!

Poor Lucy. Well, the day after the flea bath at Petco, we thought things would get better.  But that evening, Lucy was even worse. Almost screaming out at night with no relief from us.  Getting just about no sleep all night.  As I laid there trying to comfort Lucy, what to do was running through my head. I had to make sure Lucy was ok before I could take her to the cabin. I had already told my husband and everyone at work, Lucy was staying in the cabin with me. Didn’t want to expose her to any of the little buggers out there.  I sent Candy a text message before 5am. Are you up? TM came back, yes.  I told her my predicament and said I was going to beg the Vet to see her.  I wanted to call in sick to work to take care of my little Lucy.  At 6am I brought Lucy to see her mommy Candy.  What misery she said Lucy was in. She had some Lidocaine spray and was able to rub some of it on her tummy, pelvic region where it was so “warm” and “red”.  We stayed till 7am discussing our plan of action. Since Mark didn’t have to leave for work later, I thought best for Lucy to stay with Daddy as long as she could before being dropped off for a long day at the Vet. If no appt, your pet gets seen in between visits. Thank God they still get seen. Pick up would be around 2pm. Long day ahead for Lucy.

Candy picked up Lucy for us, brought her home, fed her lunch and gave her some much needed TLC.

The Vet then called me. She said it was POLLEN! Not so much the fleas really. She said maybe some component but mainly pollen.  She got a shot, antibiotics and some antihistamines. Ok, another $120 but I was just so happy she got some relief.  And I must admit I am relieved it wasn’t so much fleas.

Last night was the first night Lucy did not need reiki in the middle of the night. How do I know that? She slept at the foot of the bed again. Not next to me.  We’re all set for the cabin!

OMG, FLEAS, nasty!!!

So its been a very busy Sunday morning.  A few days ago, Lucy started scratching and biting her paws. I thought oh no, her allergies are back again. We are heading to a cabin next weekend and was trying to time her baths. I know after we get back from the cabin, Sammy and Lucy will be dirty little dogs.  A day or so went on and Lucy seemed ok. But at night she was itching fiercely. She woke me up and I actually did reiki her and we both fell into slumber. However this morning, I awoke and looked at her belly and I saw them, yes, at least one. YUCK!!!! Horrified, I was in a scramble to find a groomer. Our groomer is off on Sunday and Monday and I needed one ASAP. The one thing I do not understand is that Sammy is fine, Mochi is fine. Why in the heck do these ^&%$ fleas like Lucy. Poor Lucy. I got on the internet looking for a groomer in the LA area. I found one and at 7am he actually answered his phone. His service is the kind that comes to you home. Well, after he asks me a zillion questions, tells me Lucy not responding to Frontline may need weekly bathes, says for $100 he’ll come out. $100??!! No way, there has to be someone else. I do a search for groomers open on Sundays. I find one in Culver City. I leave a msg but decide I better just be at her door and when she sees how cute Lucy is, she’ll take pity and give her a flea bath, flea dip, whatever it is that “they” do. I head out at 830am asking Mark to wish me luck. We get to the groomer 15 min early. As we walk around, Lucy senses that is the place to go, she throws herself at the door as if pleading, let me in and help me. We wait 10 more min, by now, its past opening time and I’m thinking they’re not coming!! I call Centinela Pet and Feed, they have no groomer. Alas, Mark gives me the number for Petco and they have an opening at 1030am. We rush home.  I would prefer a groomer for Lucy and felt bad that she has to go to one of those establishments, but the girl seemed nice. I took Lucy’s collar off and handed her off.  I found this website, http://www.dogchatforum.com/get_rid_of_fleas.htm which had all kinds of information. We have now sprayed, powdered the house. Thank you Gordon for the powder and thank you Mark for vacuuming the whole house!! Exchanged and cleaned all the bedding for us, for the dogs.  Candy on her walk this morning called to tell me people are digging up the earth right behind our houses. This must be the reason for these fleas. The moving of the earth probably has released all kinds of buggers. GROSS! I’ve never had a problem with Mochi or Sammy and they  have been with me for 8-11 years. Never ever once have I had to deal with fleas. EVER. What a nightmare. I think I am itching just writing this.

The Mischief of a Puppy & Her Brother

As our boxer family grows, so does the wild, and amusing behavior. My morning begins with my two fur babies, Kc, and Star waking me for their breakfast. This is somewhere between 6 & 6:30am each and everyday. No problem, I’m a morning person so the 3 of us sneak downstairs while the rest of the family stays in slumber a little longer. Bathroom, then breakfast for the boxers. Star at 4 months will become very vocal if I don’t get her food ready fast enough. Kc stands up on the counter continuously to check my progress while I am assembling their food bowls. Finally I place their food bowls down, and watch them eat like 2 starved puppies. You wouldn’t believe that they were getting 3 big meals a day. Being boxers they are lucky to have a metabolism that allows them to eat big meals, and stay nice, and slim.

Now after their breakfast, we go outside again for another bathroom break, clean up, and back in for my cup of coffee. It’s time for me, after some puppy play, treats, and kisses to go upstairs to get ready for my day. The fur babies cannot follow me up the stairs b/c of their devilish play. Downstairs that have buckets of toys, beds to lay on, and an open door to the pasture, and garden.

They are surprising me for the past 4 mornings on my return downstairs. I might have been gone for 45 minutes. First they bring, I’m sure it is Star, the newspaper in. This is no small feat, because they have to bring it from the front of the house all the way around to the back, and through the back door into the living room. this is where they can take it out of it’s plastic bag, and open it for their Dad to read when he comes downstairs. I think during this process Kc the sweetheart that he is, has been trying to teach Star how to read. This would explain the newspaper being spread all over the living room. Not just the floor, but those cute kids of mine managed to also spread it all over the coach, which is very large, along with both of their beds. Fun, fun, fun.

Of course I come down and look at my sweet babies, who are dancing with joy, and then see the living room. My mouth falls open, with disbelief. Pick up the paper, and tore pieces of plastic, then we talk. Big eyes, lots of kisses, those are from me, and I’m sure tomorrow will be better.

“Sisters”

Our shining “Star” from boxer rescue has been a joy to us all. We were very happy to hear that Star’s sister lived pretty close to us. Brenda, from BoxerOCrescue, called me a couple days after Star was living with us. She requested our permission to give out our phone # to the family that had adopted another female boxer from the same litter. That same day we got a call from Deb to set up a play date. We responded with “come on over right now”. When the girls saw each other they were delighted, and began to play immediately. 

It was also great to see our shy guy Kc get into the game. Now we have three beautiful boxers running wild, and having fun in our yard. The little boxer’s name is Shanti, and she is a real doll. We all fall in love with her right away too. Can you tell we love boxers….

So either Scott and Jess bring Shanti over the house, or it’s Mom and Jess. Star and Kc can’t wait for their play dates with Shanti. We look forward to watching the girls grow, and change together. We all feel this is a nice opportunity to sit back and enjoy these boxers at play.

Our dear 95 year old friend

Every Sunday morning Candy and I visit a dear dear friend about 40 minutes away from home.  She’s like a mother, a grandmother, a big sister, a close girl friend. She too has had dogs her whole life. At the age of 93 she raised a puppy that was only a few weeks old. She couldn’t walk fast enough to get the door open for her little dog to run out to pee but she rigged the door with her cane so that when the puppy came over, the door slid open for him. She trained this little toy poodle herself. Taught it to sit, fetch. She lived an amazing life, she saw and lived through the Depression. She told us of stories of sadly how people jumping out of windows because of finances. She worked for the census bureau and went to places that a white woman should not go.  But she said the people were always friendly. She worked as a nurse. She told me she has seen every war our country has ever been through and yet tells me this is the worst one. She has lived in New York, Boston, Mississippi, Seattle, California. I always wanted to write a book about this dear friend, her life fascinated me. Candy and I would visit her in Arizona at least once a month. It was a great time. It wasn’t like going to your parents, though,  sometimes she chided us but all in fun. We drank together, we did our hair together, we laughed, we watched movies. She loved Cantonese duck. We would bring her some almost every visit. She told us our visits were like Christmas. I told Candy, never in my life time would I ever hear a human being say to me I bring her Christmas. How precious and touching is that.  We would do all the things you do with your girlfriend except she was in her 90s. Candy called her “Ma” everywhere we went.

One visit, we decided to bring Lucy to visit her and the new puppy. Lucy was still a baby too and she loved car rides. 5 hours from LA to AZ, Lucy was a trooper. When Lucy and Rascal (the puppy) met they ran around the house chasing each other till their tongues hung out from pure exhaustion. The toy poodle was jet black so all you see is this black furry thing. Candy even carted the dogs around with the walker.

When she at 95 , unable to walk and care for herself, her son moved her to the Los Angeles area so we all could be closer to her. The most amazing thing about her is that whenever I was down, sad, bothered by something, I could call and tell her about it. She ALWAYS had a positive attitude on everything. Even when she was in the hospital with a broken hip, she would ask us how are you girls doing? One thing I have learned in life is to surround yourself with loving and positive people, you derive so much energy from that. Even though she cannot reiki me, I can reiki her and she gives back SO much more. It has never been a chore to visit her or to see her. I don’t want to write about her when she is no longer here, she still to this day gives back to Candy and I. We always get something positive from her. She still makes us laugh everytime we see her. She still makes us feel good about ourselves. She still compliments our hair, and boy, is that a biggee! We love you Phyllis forever!

Adjusting to life as we know it

So as you all know Lucy is at my house now. Star is at Candy's. The last several weeks when walking down to Candy's house with Lucy she would refuse to walk. She'll walk across the street , down the street but not up the street. I got her once with a treat but last week even with a treat she refused. What was this about? I couldn't understand. Was she upset? Was she jealous? Was she sad? She seemed okay, ate and played. In fact over the last week or soon, after her bath and her allergies taken care of, the brightness in her eyes have come back. She runs around the house at lightning speed making us laugh. I asked Candy to come and spend some time with Lucy to see if she was okay. My main concern is that Lucy is ok. Candy came down several times without her dogs and spent time with Lucy. She said Lucy was not anxious. She even gave reiki to Lucy several times and said, there was no anger, no anxiety.. just that she was content. Content at the Brown house? wow. How cool is that. I was happy to hear it. If Candy said Lucy wasn't anxious I believe it.

So the last few weeks Sammy and Lucy have been home while we have been at work. And no digging, the house isn’t destroyed. I’m just amazed. My niece Rayne comes to visit them on occasion, thank you Rayne! She comes and just hangs out with them.  One day in particular that Rayne came to hang, Sammy and Lucy were the happiest dogs! When we got home they were full of energy and I could tell they were extra happy!! (Rayne is going to watch Mochi next weekend while we are away, Mochi will be thrilled) Sammy Diva and Lucy  are doing well. Sammy is 8, so I imagine her sleeping alot.. Lucy is 3 and she gets her laser beam play every night with Daddy. (http://blog.reikifurbabies.com/2008/06/16/our-corgi-part-dog-part-cat/)

So all in all, things are good.

Tomorrow I take Sammy back to the Vet to get her urine checked to make sure her bladder infection is totally gone. Lucy is barking at me this moment, she wants me off the computer!!

Come One Come All

 

The Puppy Shower pictures and to read how we got Star http://blog.reikifurbabies.com/2008/07/03/with-age-comes-wisdom/

         

         

     

A Full Moon

I find out a few nights ago that it was a full moon out. That totally makes sense. I mean, It had to be something, at 3am, Sammy Diva wakes up and walks around the room. Part of me awakes listening to see if she has to go out. She walks to the water bowl and takes a drink. I hear her then just pace around the room a bit. She doesn’t come to my side of the bed or Daddy’s. If she needs to go out, she’ll wake us up. But nope, not a sound. I say to myself, please, go back to sleep, go back to sleep. Few minutes later, I hear her snoring again.  Almost around the exact time, Mochi decides to throw a furball. How lovely is that. I’m too groggy to

care.  However, Lucy then wakes up and starts to bite her paws as if being attacked by the Allergy monster. I flip her over put my arms around giving her reiki and we both fall back to sleep…….

This is an odd week, just balance seems to be knocked off a bit. My closest friends having surgery.. lots of reiki being sent out to family and friends. My very dear friend said to me that I was her “energy” hub and because of that she felt strength going into her surgery. That really made me smile.  I liked that. Very sweet. I think we’ll all be back in balance in no time.

Knowing When To Let Go

This is to all my faithful readers. I’m sure you have followed my many puppy sagas. The death, the loss, the arrivals and the moving of puppies. Whenever anyone meets Star, the new puppy, they say, oh you have replaced Lucy with Star. Alright, back up, back up. Now, I am setting the record straight once and for all. 

I love Lucy, I have always loved Lucy. I have always put my dogs needs- financially and emotionally above my own. 

Lucy was rescued by me as you know.

But she also spent time such as weekends, sleep overs with my BFF Ming, her husband Mark, Sammy Diva and Mochi. Lucy was part of their extended family. But not for Mark. For Mark, this was his little girl. Because he spent a lot of time during the rescue process with her. He took care of her when she was a puppy. He became very attached to her. Ming had Sammy Diva before they were married and they had a very close bond. Mochi seemed to love everyone, you know cats, they do what they need to survive. The one thing Ming and I both noticed was this amazing thing that Lucy did. She had two routines in two different houses which included her eating habits, her walking habits even sleeping habits. The moment she walked in the Brown house, she knew what routine she would be in. At my house, she lived another. What a smart dog, we had never seen this. This must be because she is a rescue dog. 

After Ry’s passing I noticed a decline in Lucy’s behavior. She played a little with KC but didn’t come out of her shell much. Again, down the street (which is only a few doors down) she goes. She seems to find peace there. Its a calming house. Sammy is an older Lab, spends evening time w/ Mom and Dad on the couch watching movies and drinking wine. (not the dog) Also, at night, they pull Lucy into bed since she was so small. Sammy always sleeps on her bed. Mochi also slept at the foot of the bed as well. At this time, I developed my lung condition.  Lucy sleeping in my bed exacerbated my condition. My pulmonologist said no dogs on my bed at all. Another bummer for Lucy. Now, this is a dog that I carried around, held in my arms. Lucy is not a dog-dog . Lucy is a dog-person. So her personality starts to change. Also KC is slowly coming out of his coma and looking for someone to play with. Guess who, Lucy. Lucy enjoys it somewhat. Though Lucy is a Corgi and KC is a Boxer. Imagine what that is like from Lucy’s point of view. KC would sit on Lucy, use her as a ball, drag her around by the collar to play with her. Lucy is a small Corgi. It began to take its toll on her. More nights at the Brown’s. Lucy began to snap a lot more at KC. I began to see her feeling more miserable. During reiki with Lucy, both Ming and I felt what was going on. But we had no solution at the time. Ming was pretty happy with her life, but Lucy wormed her way into Ming’s heart. Ming didn’t know she had room in her heart for one more dog. She was surprised at how attached she was becoming to Lucy. It became harder for her to just pick up Sammy Diva after work and leave Lucy behind. 

I searched my heart. I needed to do the right thing for Lucy. Not for KC or anyone else. I walked down to talk to Ming and Mark. Lucy’s well being was the most important. That was when the decision was made for Lucy to become a member of the Brown household.Well, I think her puppy prayers were answered. She is very happy. We had a great puppy shower to celebrate her move. It was a wonderful time. I don’t think anyone will ever comprehend the sacrifice of giving up someone you love because it’s better for them. 

I am lucky because I see Lucy almost every day and she spends the afternoons with me. So its not a HUGE sacrifice, so please, I never replaced Lucy. I gave Lucy the best most loving home she could have. Because I put a furbaby first. Win, win!