I had an interesting experience a couple of years ago. I was at a dog show and noticed a booth for an animal communicator. I pooh-poohed it at first, but then thought ‘what the heck.’
At first her ‘communications’ were pretty generic – things like Chip (my dog) wanting to know how long Labs live, that he was glad that I take good care of him, that he wants his granddaughter to take his place after he’s gone, etc.
Did I really believe she was talking to my dog? Not at first, but something she said turned me into a believer on the way home. She told me that Chip was my self-appointed protector and he wanted me to get a new truck so I could see out of it. It didn’t make much sense at the time. On the way home, though, Chip was in the front seat with me and he was sitting on the passenger seat when I wanted to change lanes. I glanced over and told him, “Lay down, I can’t SEE.” When I realized how often I say that, I became a believer.