Chuffy
I sometimes wonder, if I were to learn "how to communicate with animals", could I "hear my baby? Perhaps if he is unsettled and I cant figure out why... could I listen and be able to understand was he was trying to tell me....?
I absolutely think you could. In my experience, it's pretty much all about "listening" and trusting what you "hear".
My first experience with animal communicating:
I have a cat Zoie, who believes she is entitled. (you can read more about her in my profile) We had 3 cats at the time. Zoie began to "guard" the living room. It was at one end of the house and I noticed that she was hanging out in there a lot and when another cat would approach, she would go to the entryway and hiss and growl and and spit at them and just not let them enter. She claimed the room. That was strange enough, but she then widened her territory to include the entryway to the house. Pretty soon she was in the kitchen starting to move her territory into the great room. She was taking over the freakin' house! It was clear that she was unhappy about something, but what?
So one day, when the mood was right I went in the living room and sat down and asked her to listen to me. To my surprise, she sat down right in front of me and gave me her full attention. (At this point, Graycee, her PITA little brother lay down RIGHT outside the limits of the living room to hear Zoie get in trouble.)
In my mind, I asked Zoie, "What's wrong"? ... Nothing ... "What's the matter"? ... Not a word ... "Is there a problem"? ... Silence ... "Is there something you want me to know"? ... ... ... Over and over I asked questions in every way I could think to phrase them, while she sat there staring at me in the silence. Finally, I asked, "What do you want"? Immediately, I saw a picture of a very elaborate kitty condo with many levels reaching to the ceiling, and I "heard" the words, "A way to get up high."
My question was answered. In the next few days, my husband and I built several carpeted platforms all the way up and a shelf across the 8-foot entryway, with one final triangle platform in the corner just below the 12 foot ceiling. Once we were done, all the cats explored the new addition. But it was Zoie, who was seen up there 95% of the time. And NEVER again did she chase any cat out of ANY room.
When we moved, we had to leave that there, but we got to work on the cattery and multitude of platforms, cubicles and other "ways to get up high" here. She's a happy girl and she and Graycee co-exist just fine, although she'd prefer he didn't exist at all.