Dot and the Kangaroo - Animal Languages
February 27th 2007 03:17
Ynatra and Tyger, my mums savages. Part of our large family...
As a little kid I was utterly obsessed with Dot and her Kangaroo, her whale - any animal at all, because she could TALK to them! 'Dot and the Kangaroo' was my favourite movie for a very long time. All I wanted was to talk to animals like Dot did, I wished for it every day.
I have a funny way of getting exactly what I ask for - not to be confused with what I actually want - throughout my life. Many times this has gone wrong for me, but in this one instance, this one perfect time, I got my wish exactly the way I wanted it.
Loving horses but not having one - a real one anyway, I had about 200 imaginary ones I knew by name - I hung around the local paddocks. We lived on the high edge of the sydney basin directly opposite the city, tentatively known as 'semi rural' so it was like half suburbia, half farms. I would walk hours just to feed grass through the fence to a new horse. I wandered in the paddocks mimicking every move, repeating every whicker and learning to whicker. I could already cluck to chickens, quak to ducks and meow with cats, but as yet, the communication was all one sided.
We were harnessed in suburbia with only two little dogs and a budgie when I really began to understand animal language. I had my first horse and a taste of responsability. I saw all my time hanging in horse herds was not wasted - I could actually understand their language. I read somewhere that horses speak with breath, and read somewhere else the correct way to introduce yourself to a horse is to stretch out your nose and exchange breath. The first time I did it, I was astounded. I could 'hear' him speak as if it was english. All my years of copying them, living with them, and observing them had made it second nature to understand. Excited, I set about learning more animal languages. Horses, in my opinion, are easy. They wear their emotions on their sleeves and use their WHOLE body to speak - now thats a large medium! Some are obvious - ears pinned back and grouchy face? a blind man can see that means "Im pissed off" but what about the illusive lean? Horses in a herd will apply slight pressure to a friend, encouraging him to apply pressure back. This means "We are together, happy and content". A mutual grooming experience can be packed with conversation, start rubbing a horse at the base of the whithers(after proper introductions of course) and I bet you anything he swings his head around to nibble your shoulder. SK Shakla Kahn taught me the nuances of mutual grooming, and you dont know how pleasurable it can be until youve tried it! It requires absolute trust, faith and love. SK would even catch my skin between his hard teeth ever so gently, all over my back, the best massage Ive ever had! All in return for a little brushing.
Now, I could go on all day about what this means or what that means, but if anyone wants an animal dictionary, its going to take time. Heres a simple run down to help you if you want to talk to your pets.
Prey animals - Such as horses, rabbits, budgies - anything that is EATEN in the wild.
Prey animals are usually quick communicators once they realize this 'predator' is going to protect them instead of eat them. Their whole existance is based on - "I dont want to get eaten" reassurance that you will not let this happen always sells them. They have simple minds, simple communication. Use breath and body language.
Predators - Dogs, cats, Hawks etc. Anything that eats others.
The existance of a predator is far from simple. Hunting and finding of prey, territory and avoidance of bigger predators all form a part, as does seeking out lesser predators to dominate or kill. All predators are feircely intelligent, and have to be, for the catching of prey. They primarily communicate by scent mesaages and body langauge.
Scavengers - Vulture, Hyena, Mynah bird. Anything that lives off others.
Scavenges are a new experience for me. They seem smarter than predators and have a certain slyness about them - they know their existance is a cheat. They use breath but seem to have a secret scavenger channel that no predator can tune into.
The number one rule to learning animal language - MIMICK. I have not met an animal yet that will not respond to a mimick. Unbelievers always chuckle - how do you know your not swearing? Well, I dont, but that really doesnt matter. What matters is they KNOW Im trying to talk to them, and they let me. They encourage me, they teach me. All you have to do is let them! Observe their behavoiur, percieve their unique qualities, then mimick. Use eye contact. Have what you want to say clearly in your mind as you mimick, and watch them turn their head to the side in wonder, as they make more sounds, training you to use their language, whatever it may be.
I truly believe this ability comes from an ability to percieve everything about the animal at once, attention to detail so to speak. Its all about instinct, body language....and Love. Good luck.
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Comment by Wendi
Each of my animals has a different way of communicating. One of the cats, Egypt, I learned likes to exchange breath. She stayed away from everyone, cowering in corners when she first came here. I got down on the floor and put myself in the same position she held, although from a distance. I stayed there in silence and stillness until she understood my gesture. Once calmed, she approached me and sniffed the upper lip between mouth and nose, feeling the breath I exhaled. This was all she needed. I quickly relayed the "secret" to the others in the family. "Get on her level, let her come to you, and exchange breath with her." She became an instant part of the family once everyone communicated HER language. It's showing her an honor... it's not her fault she's short; she likes to be face to face and won't talk unless you grant her that right.
Each of my animals has their own distinct way of communicating like that.
Pharaoh, my first dog in my adult life, taught me to speak his language. I knew which "grunt" meant it was time to go outside, which meant the food bowl was empty, and which meant, "oh, yeah, scratch my butt right there... I can't reach it!"
One of Pharaoh's greated peculiarities is that whenever I'd leave the house, he'd shit on the living room floor. The dog was house trained, and we have a kennel built onto the side of the house with constant access for necessary potty trips. He NEVER went to the bathroom in the house when we were home. He was telling me quite frankly and in no uncertain terms that he thought it was bullshit that I'd leave without taking him with me.
Sirius, Pharao's adopted son and my new guardian, speaks telepathically with me, but vocally with others in the house. With me, it's all in the eyes. He'll sit quietly and just look at me and I'm able to tell what he's thinking.
Sirius was a pup when he came to me, and he is extremely intelligent - beyond what I could express in words. By watching my routines and behaviors, he quickly learned that if I put on a bra and underwear, it means I'm leaving the house. I kid you not, the dog ate every under garment I owned, including those in the dresser drawers that he figured out how to open. He also recognizes pajamas. If I put on pajamas or house clothes, he lets me dress without fuss. But if he sees a pair of blue jeans, he'll jump on me and try to prevent me from putting them on.
Animals are so much smarter than we give them credit for... and posts like this one go straight to my heart. I get all warm and fuzzy when I know the animals are getting the care, love, and genuine attention they deserve!
Good for you!
(sorry I rambled, it couldn't be helped. You struck a nerve)
W
Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
Xiara, my number one familiar, speaks telepathically and with meows. My man says hes never seen such a talkative cat. He also says its a crime against god how much she loves me! If I put on 'street clothes' she gets mightily upset and tries to bar me from leaving the house, but gets excited when I put on pyjamas - says "great! Lets go to bed and cuddle mum!" I got her at only 3 weeks old - she doesnt remember her cat mommy, just me.
Teshan(the horse Preistess) taught me to talk horse. Having been abused she HATES strangers and you must introduce yourself with the full honours - neck outstretched, no hands in sight, and breathe the sharp 3 breath welcome. Then wait for her to lean in and return it. After exchanging breath, you MAY be allowed to touch her. Magnus is far more laid back - a quick breath over your face is all he needs then "scratch my tail will you?" He might as well just speak english. Zayfir rarely uses his voice, its all telepathy. I thought Teshan was the strongest animal mage Id ever meet, but this one of her sons is something else. I can be somewhere away from the back windows when I feel the tug - go look out the window, sure enough, hes boring holes in the house with his eyes - "Where are you? I want you NOW" I had to punish him this morning, he bit me, and after I gave him a slap a wind came up and nearly blew us away, him all the while acting like butter wouldnt melt. Oh, Why did I name a wizard for the wind?
Najara the Mynah bird is the strangest yet. Right this moment, she is swooping me from the curtain rod, landing on my head, pecking me DEMANDING beef heart! Ive never had a scavenger before, her language is so different, but I know the spirit link is strong, so we understand each other. She should be eating on her own now, but will she? Oh, man, she wont get off my head! She knows Im talking about her! Ive always wanted one, but now Im scared she might peck my eyes! Scavengers are so, so different!
She just bit my ear. I think I better feed her.
Comment by Ash
Flashes of memories
I have forgotten what it`s like to have animals around...because of my lifestyle (I don`t regularly stay put for too long) and because my beloved dog was run over and killed when I was younger and I vowed never to have another pet since then. I used to also have a whole farm...rabbits, fish, a tortoise, a chicken, three dogs...but after my favourite pup died I couldn`t stand it anymore and gave them all away....they are taken for granted animals arent they? I can never understand how anyone can do them harm....
ash
Comment by katyzzz
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And to any other animal that happens by.
It's not the animals that think I'm peculiar, it's the people.
Incidentally is that dot and the kangaroo? They look like cats to me. Although I'm not sure I am as intelligent as Wendi's dog. But, you know, proud mums and everything, he's probably stoopid, I bet he can't read or write. Nup, yep, just like I said, proud mum.
katyzzz
Comment by Wendi
That wasn't a very nice thing to say.
Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
Ash,
I know a few people like you. Dont give up just because of pain. Do you have any idea how many Ive lost, failed, or accidently killed with my own hands? A rescued sparrow I named Wist battled for days, she was so healthy, Id just started a new job, I thought she was feeding herself so I stopped feeding her. She starved to death. At five years old I saw our most beloved king of cats Clyde(we had nine cats) torn to pieces on his own front yard by two german shepards. A few years later, Tigger, also in his own front yard, torn apart by a rottweiler. This hurt me so much because they were SO CLOSE to safety, and I was just micro seconds away. Micro seconds TOO LATE. Rosie the persian, hit by a motorbike. My cats do NOT go outside, ever. So many budgies flown away because of shortsighted stupidity. So many mistakes.
Dont give up Ash. There are animals that need you. I tell my boyfriend - the only way to learn is to jump in with both feet. Have heart, have courage, do what you think is right. And sharing breath with a horse is magnificent. Try it sometime, the horse will teach you, and be happy you want to talk in his language!
So sorry about Katyzzz's comment Wendi, WTF is she smoking today? Did it just come out wrong? Typo?