Hello Thothdog Bloggers!
Now I am going to tell you why I am called the dog of Thoth. A group of special wizard dogs have incarnated at this time to bring healing and light onto Earth. I am one of them. In my dreams I go to wizard school on a Sunday evening. There we meet Thoth who gives us instruction and wizard skills. There are lots of dogs who go who live all over the world. We learn how to do telepathic communication. I was in the three top dogs for telepathic communication last year but I came third in the year most dissappointingly. We learn how to do healing, predict using astrology as well as to psychically protect.
I like going to Thoth school, I have to astral travel to get there, my favourite is spell class. Thoth is the Ibis headed Egyptian God. My friend Sally goes to Thoth school too, she is a white dog whereas I am black, she comes from Ireland.
next time – Meet Sedge the Gnome!
My name is Romany and I was born on 8th April 2005. I am a snoodle dog, which means I am black with curly hair, bushy eyebrows and a long beard that gets in my food.
My Portrait
I am a cross between a poodle and a schnauzer, so my hair doesn’t fall out like some other dogs. I have to go to nice ladies to get it cut. I like going to the hairdressers and go every three months.
My favourite things to do in my life include eating bones, chasing rabbits or other creatures that move, playing with Toy, going on walks and travelling in the car.
In my life I have lots of fun because unlike most dogs I can speak. I don’t say words out loud like humans do. I speak with telepathy, which means I communicate through thought and my owner Alphedia can read these thoughts by hearing them telepathically.
Everybody can use telepathy if they teach themselves. Then all the dogs and animals could speak. Wouldn’t that be fun?
I am now going to tell you about the first three years of my life. It has been adventurous and I have sometimes been mischievous. This means I have great fun.
I was born three years ago so I am three. In doggy years though this means I am 15 in your age cycle. I have now moved from a puppy dog to a teenager. This doesn’t mean I have become more serious, I still like lots of fun, I am however a more responsible dog.
When life began for me, I was born in a litter of three. I was the only male dog. When I was six weeks old, Richard came to collect me and take me home with him. I now live with Richard and Alphedia.
When I first moved in with Richard, I was very little with lots of fur. I remember I was so small I slept on a little cushion. At that time I lived in England. Now I live in Scotland. It is a different country to where I was born.
After a few months I started to like going on long walks. I like to run in the wild and sniff all the different smells. Then I had my first accident.
One day I was out for a walk with Richard. We were in the countryside and I was having fun running about in the long grass and sniffing all the lovely smells. I was a very bouncy dog when I was little. I can still, even though I am bigger now, jump high to get over walls and fences that are meant to keep me in.
On the day I had my accident, I went to jump over a wall or fence (I can’t remember which one it was). Except the wall or fence was not very high from the side I jumped from but the other side had a big drop which I didn’t know about of course.
So I ran fast and flew through the air. But the ground wasn’t coming to meet me like I had expected. I was flying so fast that when I hit the ground at the other side my legs splade wide apart and landed on my tummy, not my paws. The pain was so bad I couldn’t move. Richard found me and gently picked me up. It hurt very badly. He carried me to the car and wrapped me in a blanket. When we got home he put me on my cushion but I still couldn’t move and I was unable to eat either.
We went to see a woman called a vet. Her job is to look after animals when they get sick and to make them better.
The vet said I had ripped all my chest muscles when I jumped over the wall and landed badly. She gave me medicine but it didn’t really take the pain away. I was sad I couldn’t go for walks or eat my favourite food.
Richard started to feed me on a small spoon. He then put me in a heated tunnel which helped to take away the pain because it was warm. I slept and lived in this hot tunnel until I could move again. It took a while for my chest muscles to heal but I got better and better and now I am fine with no pain at all. I know how I have to be careful when I jump over things because you can’t see what is on the other side and it might be a big drop and you can get hurt.
A while after my accident, I moved with Richard to a new house in a different country. It was great fun.
We moved into a cottage house at the top of a very steep hill. This house had no other houses near it and all you could see were trees, hills, grass, heather and sheep. It was great.
There was a big forest to the back of the house and also a big field at the front which then led into a wood.
My View Down Merlindale
The house was very old and had two bedrooms, a small kitchen, a big sitting room where I slept, and a bathroom. It had a fire which Richard put wood on and I liked to lie by it as it was very warm. The best part of this house we moved to was I could sit aside and see for miles down the valley. I also got walked every night through the forest which was great. We would walk up the track and I could run about in the undergrowth. Sometimes we would see deer eating grass. Other times, I would see a fox and once I saw a badger in the woods which are their homes. In the trees there would be little birds like blue tits and sparrows and on the ground there would be the odd pheasant. Once we had reached the top of the forest track we would walk through the dark forest of pine trees. I would often get twigs and moss caught up in my fur.
The River Tweed
Every day we would cross a big river to go to work. The river was at the bottom of our hill. Sometimes when I was bored I would run down the hill to the farm that was beside the river. I wasn’t meant to run away because it was bad for Richard and Aphedia to not know where I was, but I liked doing it and I always returned home. I liked going to speak to the two farm dogs that lived there. They were a type of sheep dog and their job was to herd sheep, but not chase them. They were lady dogs and became my friends. They couldn’t ever play for long because they had to work looking after the sheep.
When I turned one, I met Alphedia. She is now my owner too along with Richard. I am with her now always.
Alphedia is good fun to play with but she can’t walk far so I still go with Richard on my long walks. I am glad Alphedia came because she can hear my thoughts and we can talk. All dogs can talk it’s just their owners can’t hear them because we don’t speak out loud. Alphedia and I both can talk universal language so we can understand each other. Our words are translated into what language we understand.
The first time Alphedia understood me was when I was unwell. I had been playing in the sheep field outside the garden. I had eaten some sheep poo because it was quite tasty. At night, however, my tummy was very sore and I felt a bit sick. Alphedia had noticed I wasn’t my perky self. I could hardly move. She asked me what was wrong, so I told her.
For the first time she heard me and I asked for some milk which she gave me a bowl of. I drank it and asked for some more. After I had my second bowl of milk I told Alphedia I needed a walk and Richard took me out. Then I felt better.
When I was a bit older, but not yet one, I started to travel with Richard for his work. We would often go to a place called Ireland. This meant we had to travel on top of the sea in a big, huge boat called a ferry.
I loved being on the ferry. I could feel the movement of the water beneath me and there was a nice salty smell in the air when we were waiting to get on board the ship.
All the cars would queue up in a line. We were in the lorry line waiting to board. The men wear fluorescent coats! I don’t like that colour so I bark at them a lot. I think they think I am a cute dog.
Off to Ireland
When we drive onto the boat we go down a ramp. The back of the boat open up to let us drive in. Then Richard gets out and goes away but I have to stay in the van. I don’t know why but it is ok. I can just sleep and feel the wave motion underneath.
The after about an hour or so Richard returns and we then drive up and off onto land. We are now in a country called Northern Ireland. We travel through the night so we go and get food at a shop called Tesco. Then I usually get a walk.
Then we travel for hours and hours in the van until we come to another ocean and a fish farm. Richard works making fish feel better in the fish cages. I usually get to run about along the beach but Richard goes away in a little boat with lots of big men. I go to Ireland often. It is my favourite trip to do.
At the Salmon Farm
The second time I really knew Alphedia I could hear me was when I asked her if I could have a new bed. A proper dog bed not just a cushion. The next day Alphedia and Richard went and bought me my lovely, soft red and white checked bed. It was so comfy for me to sleep in. I was really happy that now I had been understood I could ask for things that I wanted such as bones, milk, walks, water and new toys. My life improved so much I wish all humans could talk to animals then there would not be so much cruelty towards us in the world.
In the forest near where we lived, I could see lots of gnomes when I went on my walks. These gnomes seemed to be invisible to human eyes but I could see them darting about in the undergrowth.
Gnomes look like little people but they have pointy hats and short, dumpy legs. They often have a big nose and wear shorts.
I like to chase gnomes because I run very fast and they are scared of me and try to get out of my way. The gnomes are the guardians of special earth energy lines which are known as leylines. These energy lines are healing to stand on. There are lots of these special leylines around the Lour, the house we lived in. Alphedia one day started to see the gnomes too and from then on told me not to chase them but Richard couldn’t see so I still did it on my walks with him! He He!
A Great Stream to Jump!
One day in the forest I saw unicorns too. They lived not in the main forest but the birch forest and looked like pony horses with long, curly manes and a golden, twirly horn coming out of their heads. They are very timid creatures and don’t like dogs, so I am not allowed to get close to them. However, I see them and they are very special beings who have powerful healing roles for the planet. I don’t dare chase a unicorn but the gnomes are fun to chase. I like chasing other animals too like sheep, squirrels and also birds like pheasants. One time I chased a pheasant across the grass meadow beside the house. I was running really fast and it was running to take off the ground but just as it got into the air I caught it in my mouth. I was so shocked I didn’t know what to do next. In my moment of indecisiveness of trying to free it and not bite (because biting is bad) it turned and pooed on my head. Then it flew away squawking loudly. The squawking alerted Richard to my bad behaviour. I got a big row for doing that and sent to my bed. I was not allowed to leave it. Alphedia wouldn’t speak to me either because she said I smelt. I was in disgrace for days after that and got no dog treats or walks without being on the lead. It wasn’t much fun. I haven’t chased pheasants since that day.
Another time I was bad, but had lots of fun, was one summer night on my walk. It was very light although it was late. I decided to disappear into the woods. I could hear Auraengus calling on me but chose to ignore it. I wanted to play and I intended to return home before dark. It did not get dark until really late however and when I got back, Richard had gone to bed. The front door into the porch was open for me and that is where my bed was kept. I slept for a while in my bed and then it got light again so I sneaked out before Richard shut the door. It was great being free so early on a sunny morning. I ran to the forest to smell the scents and just have fun. Then I smelt and heard a pheasant. I came to a cage with lots of little pheasants in it. I was just running around looking at them when I felt something snap around my leg. It wasn’t sore but I couldn’t run. I had been trapped!
My back leg paw was caught in a contraption. I tried to bite it free but couldn’t so I lay down and waited to be rescued. I knew Richard would hunt for me and my plan was to bark when I heard him shout for me. After a while, I got bored. It wasn’t much fun being free but trapped. Also I was hungry I hadn’t had any breakfast.
Then hallelujah a man came. I recognised him as the gamekeeper I liked to bark at because he was friendly. He saw me in the trap because I stood wagging my tail and barking. He freed my leg so I could move then carried me to his truck and gave me a lift home. Richard was pleased I was back but I knew I had been bad so I got walked only on the lead after that for weeks! My adventure was exciting though.