Two days ago, I worked on a real dog. Yep. Four legs, furry, wagging tail.
One of my students is a photographer (among other things) and has been working with the local humane society to help get dogs adopted. She knew about this one Dalmatian and asked if I would do Reiki on him.
Friday was found on Good Friday (hence the name) with his sister in a ditch. Both dogs are about five months old. Someone had seen the dogs’ pictures online and adopted the sister. Unfortunately, at this point in time, it was probably a bad thing to do to separate them. Apparently both dogs are not doing well. Friday has not been eating, been laying around, and not walking.
The lady fostering her was very concerned that he was not going to be with us long. Friday kept turning his nose up at any food. Finally she tried some vegetarian dog food and he seems to like it. (I didn’t know something like that existed. As it is most dog’s nature to eat meat, yet she does have a dog that gets sick when he does. So for instances like this, there are companies that make dog food that is based on vegetables instead of meat.) at any rate, my student passed on the information and I contacted the foster mom. She brought the dog up to me at the studio.
She carried Friday in and set him down in the middle of the lobby. I immediately got down to his level and talked to him and petted him. He sat down next to me and let me pet him and kiss him and hug him and tell him he was a good boy. I did Reiki on him for a while until he got up, walked over me and laid down in the hall. I was told that he never walks over people. She said he liked me. (Most animals seem to like me. There are those that don’t from time to time, but most do. The neighbor has three dogs that will come see me if they get out. Her cat does the same thing, and I seem to be the only one she will not claw.)
After giving him his time for a few minutes, I go down on all fours and patted my hands on the floor and called ‘Come here, Friday.” He got right up and came over and laid down near me. So, I lay there on my stomach, on the floor with two hands on the dog. I stayed there doing Reiki for about 40 minutes. And he stayed there and let me.
When I was done, his foster mom put the leash on him and asked him if he would walk or need to be carried. I walked to the door and called him. He got up and came right over to me. she was thinking he would not walk out onto the surface of the parking lot, but when I did the same thing, he came right out to me. I told her that I want to know how he is doing and if possible to see him again before he goes to his adopted family.
Over the last day or so, Friday has been doing well. She told me he was a pain in the ass the other day. He didn’t eat, and didn’t want to go out…. until it was time to go to work. Then he wanted out and ate and ate. So, normal puppy stuff. It looks like he decided to stick around, and I really feel that the Reiki helped.
She asked if she could pass my info onto the people that adopted Friday’s sister. I told her to feel free to. Hmm, could this be a new career? The Dog Reiki-er?