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Past Life Pets ???

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I thought I would ask if anyone has had an experience that has shown them a pet from a past life. Since most people are so attached to their pets, and to children their pets are their world; I would think that the love for a pet would also be something that surfaces during experiences.

I once had a dog named Hoagie - a black and white Australian mix that followed my husband everywhere. Especially when fishing. It was the late 1800's we lived in an all black community in Oklahoma. One thing about Hoagie - he loved us regardless of our race.

Does anyone else remember a pet from another life time?
 
I don't have many distinct PL memories, but I do have one as an English book store owner in the mid to late 1700s. I had a small bird, similar to a parakeet, blue in color, which I named Blue, since blue seems to have always been my favorite color. I would take him to the book store with me, and try to teach him to talk, with no success. It was a friendly and cheerful bird, but never did talk.

This life, in my mid-20s, I bought a blue parakeet, named him Blue, and never did teach him to talk. I don't know if birds reincarnate, but I wonder . . .?


John
 
Okay, now that you two have come out of the closet...I think my present rabbit was my daughter Guillermina's rabbit in the Elizabethan era. People only kept rabbits for meat back then, I know, but my apprentice Tom bought the rabbit after Guillermina's first pet, a kitten, got run over by a cart and Guillermina was so very sad about the poor little animal's death. Tom tried to find another kitten but nobody had any - one of the people he asked did have rabbits, though, and since the rabbit's colouring was so similar to the kitten's he bought it and brought it home. Some people must have thought we were crazy for keeping a rabbit as a pet, but they thought we were crazy anywhere, so what ;)

In this life, I went to the supermarket one day and looked at the notice board where people can put ads for things they buy and sell, and there was this photo of a rabbit that was for sale. When I saw the photo I immediately knew this was "my" rabbit, and I would name him Hieronymo, as that was the only name that seemed to fit. I had never thought about getting a rabbit before, but by the next morning I had one...He was never afraid of me and seemed just as if he'd been away for a few weeks...
 
I love this thread, but unfortunately don't have anything specific to share. But I do sort of remember a couple of pets my family had - but Ailish can tell more about them if she wants to. :D

Karoliina
 
In one life, one of my sons brought home a dead snake that he used to well - - hit trees with (it was already dead) and declared that his pet.
In others, dogs, purebreed cats (although my entire job in one life was caring for said cats), birds, fish in a pond.
 
I don't have any memories of pets in my PL though I DO love animals. But my daughter Lexie once told me of 2 dogs she had in a past life. The one where is was a married frontier woman with 4 kids and 2 dogs. She described the dogs as long haired and black and white. My picture was my Australian Shephards? They died in the fire that killed her and her whole family. It would explain her extreme love and sensitivity towards animals but I don't know if any of our current pets were those dogs in a PL.
 
I remember a lifetime around 1000 AD I think, and I think it was in France. I have two memories of animals we had, although I don't know if I can call them 'pets'.
The first memory was that when I was a really little girl, age 3 or 4, and I was sitting under the table in our house, which looked more like a hut. There was only dirt floor, and I remember I saw chickens in the house, picking here and there.
The next memory is of the same life, when I was a few years older (maybe 6) and I was sitting outside with my brother, and mother came along the path, carrying our baby brother, and our goat was following her. When mother wanted to enter the house, the goat wanted to come in with her, but mother hushed her away, and had some difficulties doing so, a baby on her arm and with the other hand trying to push away the goat and she also had to watch out not to bump her head because it was a low entrance door. I think this goat was looked at by us children as a pet :)
BTW I feel that Aaron was my older brother in this life, maybe he remembers the goat also?????


Eevee
 
I have always had animals around me -- some were working/farm animals and some were family pets. The pets that Karoliina is speaking about are from our Kilkenny and Boston lifetimes.

In Kilkenny, we "adopted" stray kitten that Mam used to leave cream for by the side of the cottage. He was gray with green eyes and a white tip on his tail. He didn't live with us, but he was always around. Sometimes she would sneak him inside in her apron and bring him into my room. ;)

In Boston, I had gotten a kitten from my father, Marty, for my birthday. His name was "Smokey." That poor cat endured a lot from me -- it seems like many of my memories include poor Smokey being dressed up in doll clothes and pushed around in a toy carriage. : angel

Aili
 
Hehehehe, it's funny that you mention goats, John, because I've just remembered from your comment and Eevee's post that I DID have a goat in a past life! It was in Babylon, can't tell the exact time but definitely very early, since we had very few iron or metal tools, mostly stone ones or hoes etc. made of a very hard kind of wood. I was a gardener in charge of some temple or palace gardens, and married to a woman from another country who may have come to Babylon as a slave or captive but was freed or bought her freedom.

We had a child together, a beautiful boy, but unfortunately she died when he still was very little. He still needed milk, and I didn't know what to do because we led a rather secluded life and I didn't know any women with babies who could nurse him. As if on cue, a goat suddenly appeared at my door; she had a deep wound in her side, and from her full udder you could tell that she must have had a kid until recently. So (this is going to make you laugh, John) I raised my son on goat's milk, and apparently it did him good ;)
The goat became very attached to us, and we built her a hut and sun shelter outside...I don't know what happened to her, but I think she died a natural death, of old age.
 
How did I miss this one?!

When I was a Mongol boy, my uncle took me riding on his pony. He was buckskin (the pony, not my uncle) and very short and stubby, just like Mongol ponies today. As I recall, we had no bridle or saddle on him. I remember the look and sound of tall grass brushing my legs as we rode through it.

In another life that I was regressed to, I was apparently very concerned about my chickens, although they were livestock, not pets. I started the regression by saying I was going to feed them. I could see my hands holding a wooden bowl filled with table scraps and cracked corn. The last thing I did on the day I died was go out to feed them.
 
I'm a big animal lover, cats espicially. I know that I had alot of animals in many lives, many of which were quite exotic. Two animal memories in particular stand out off the top of my head.

1) In an 1800s lifetime I lived alone in the forest as an outcast after growing disgusted with humans. My only companion was a dog I would go hunting with. It wasn't technically my dog, but it just seemed to follow me around. It started following me on the trail of tears. I think it's master(a friend perhaps)died so it just began following me. Something happened to it one day in a hunting accident mangling it's leg(a bear trap or a fight) so I had to put it out of it's misery.I shot it in the head behind the ear while turning my head to the side.I then buried him and for the next 2 years I lived completely alone.I think the dog was 8 years old. I recall being very sad over this, like the dog was a family member. In my current life I originally never liked dogs much, but eventually I got over my fear of them. I'm still a cat person though.

2) In one of my prominent lives in Rome I had a snake that I would feed with my own hand. One day it died and was consumed by ants. I feel the reason I remembered this was because in that life I took the death of my snake as a bad omen, which it may have been cause I died shortly after. In my current life I was always fascinated by snakes and used to have lots of toy snakes. It's interesting in light of the fact that no one else in my family is fond of snakes. I've had negative experiences with snakes in other lives as well, but prior to that Roman life I likely had previous comfort with snakes. I did have lives in India and Egypt where the snake was considered holy, so perhaps that is the reason.

There's definately alot more but those are the memories that come immediately to mind when I think of past life pets.
 
I also remember my horse (who was actually my father's!) "Caliber" whom I called "Cal" for short.

I know I've had horses in several lives, but Cal stands out to me. He was chestnut colored with a white marking similar to a star on his forehead. He also had white "socks".

Oh, how I loved that horse! :D




Ailish
 
I remember a meditation I had where a past life of mine was being summarized in what was almost like a slide show, and one of my pets was shown also. But otherwise, I haven't gotten the chance to really look into this aspect much. interesting topic though! I'd love to learn more about my past life pets.
 
I don't remember my animals from my past lives, really....but....I have wondered about my dog Shiloh's past lives.

Ever since we brought her home in 2001 I wondered if she had been my horse, Julie.

Additionally, my mom and I were going thru family pictures just last week. We came across a few pics of my brother (age 3) with our grandma's Doberman, Princess. When I saw Princess posing, I immediately thought she was posing like Shiloh. Then my mom said that she reminded her of Princess. I said, "Hmm..."
 
I've seen what appears to be a Labrador dog a few times in my past life memories, and I've remembered the feeling of a tremendous attachment to this dog, even though I've never owned such a pet in my present life:

It appears often in my dreams, but in one past life vision, I appeared to be a woman in medieval era, wearing a long white gown that trailed along the grass. I was in the woody grounds of a castle, which I could see part of in the distance, between the trees. It was a misty morning and I had the dog with me, the same golden labrador that was in my dream. I was collecting the dog from someone (a vet?) he had been recovering from a sickness, and we had been seperated for a long time. He was extremely excited to see me, and I was very happy to see him. I can't remember much about the place, except that there were jars... lots of jars, on wooden shelves, that contained what looked like herbs of all different shades.
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I've always felt that this was a past life in England, but research has shown that the Labrador had not been introduced to this country as early as medieval times, so maybe it was a similar looking breed of dog?


Does anyone else have any 'pet' memories from a past life?
 
I have a few pet memories and the one pet I have seen in my future life..


It helped me to remember the one in particular.. I had been somewhere in ancient Egypt?? where I was chosen / born into the "job" as a psychic priestess.{ is how I would describe it since I have never read anything like this } I was forced to live in a room and develop my psychic abilities, I guess I gave readings to the people of the time.. At the time of the memory , I just was taken aback by the memory and did not want to know who people were around me. I did not fear cats, kind of liked them but I found it difficult to relate to them.


In this memory there were cats around me.. Like they were known to represent the psychic aspect of the other worldly contacts in this society.?? This memory lead to some issues of anger, having been kept prisoner and being forced to do this "job"


This feeling of being a second class citizen being a woman was a recurring theme for me . and it took several past life regressions to get to the heart of it , to let it go completely. One day I felt I could let go of that pain in that specific life. I put up a big picture of an exotic cat with thanks again in my heart for cats. , I had bought this picture before but could not face having ot on my walls.


A dog I met at a neighbours was someone I ended up saving from abuse. This dog was on a farm with several ducks who roamed around. . I remember this dog having been a pet duck in a life in the 1400s/?? He was again among ducks!!


My this life dog had been a pet dog I had adopted in a life as a homeless man roaming the the English country side ,. This life that dog gave me a great sense of home when I was living alone.


I have had a future memory of me living at a healing retreat and this dog is again with me..THis life I learned alot about using natural remedies through her. Using homeopathy to save her from a disease called cushings disease and also a chronic heart condition. Both permanently cured in a short period of time with a homeopathic remedy. . She also shared with me, a health problem of food sensitivities > This helped me to become more of a beleiver in alternative health treatments.


After this dog died I asked to see if I could read what this dogs next life was.. I thought it was as a dog working in the fire department.> The next year I saw this dog on a TV show and I just had this inkling this was my dog reborn.. It sounds rather crazy but it was reassuring none the less. This dog was a labrador retreiver, the first dog to be trained in Canada as a dog smelling out the origins of a fire when the fire had been set using some sort of accelerant.


She was a special dog to me. I had another dog before this and we did not bond the same way.. I ended up giving the first dog away as she got terribly car sick and I was travelling alot. I found her a lovely home where she really bonded and was greatly loved ..Unforuntately she was killed on the road as she went to meet the kids at the bus , which she regularly did , just like Lassie.. and she was a collie..!!!..


The only dog I fear is the german shepard and the rotweiler .. The german shepard is definitely emotiona reflections of some very abusive experiences in the concentration camps in Auschwitz in WWII..


soulfreindly
 
I've seen my dog from my immediate past life in a regression twice. I would have liked to have spent more time with him but my past life therapist was not one for mucking about and always tried to get me to some significant scene asap. Value for money I guess, but at times it was disappointing.


But a couple of years ago I went down to a course run by Henry Bolduc - I may have spelt that wrong - in the States to learn how to do regressions. We were all having to practice regressions on each other as newbies.


That time someone regressed me to my war life, that turns up with monotonous regularity. I can't remember the details - I have a tape somewhere - but it was an exceedingly gloomy regression. But at the very end of it, when I was just being brought out - my past life dog turned up.


I told the lady who had done the regression for me and I asked her to let me be with my p/l dog for a bit. It was really nice, and I didn't feel it was a memory, it was different. It was like it was his soul grabbing an opportunity to say 'I still love you, I'm waiting for you to get back.' It was very moving, a lot of people were watching this regression and they also found it very moving that the dog had come to bring comfort.


I do wonder if he has incarnated as any of my present life pets, but I doubt it, as I have not had a dog in this life. Perhaps if I got one he would? My cats would not like it though. I saw a dog that looked very much like him once in this life and I couldn't take my eyes off it. I don't think it was him, but it was so like him, his coat colour was rather unusual.
 
I've always had the feeling that I must, at some point in this life own a french bulldog. I have no idea where that comes from. The idea that I name him- very specifically him- Walrus is totally a me-in-this-life thing to do though. I hope I get to meet my present life cats again someday. They're all dead.


I remember having a grey cat in Victorian england named something unimaginative. I didn't get to spend that much time with her. She was the only thing in that life that loved me truely, other than my mother. I totally don't remember what I named her, though. I died very soon afterwards.
 
I don't have any memories of PL pets. But, I've always been very caring and sensitive with animals so I think I've dealt with animals before for long times.


I have four lovely dogs, and probably two more coming. I sure hope I get memories of them in my next lives. They are adorable :)


Reading you guys' experiences is very touching. Love furry companions.
 
I believe that one of my dogs came back to me.


Charmin was so much like the later Mischief. And it was an instant recognition thing too.


Heck I was there to apply for a job not adopt a dog, but when they brought her out and she looked in my eyes, it was love. I took her home that day. She even grew up to look a lot like her.


I imagine that a lot of our pets are actually recycled souls. LOL The ultimate in recycling.:laugh:
 
Some folks are crazy about horses, and some for dogs, cats and other such animals. But, I've never met anyone as crazy about big dogs as I was as a child. Like so many boys of that time, I became totally immersed in stories like, "Old Yeller", "Call of The Wild", "Wild Dog of Edmonton", "Balto", and many more stories, which described the special bond that dogs shared with humankind. Of course, I thought nothing of it, and considered it merely a typical childhood fixation. That is, until I had my first PL regression several years ago, in which I envisioned a young boy living with wild dogs. This might seem to explain some very interesting experiences that I've had involving dogs during this life.-Nightrain

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I used to swear up and down when I was a very tiny girl that I had a white horse name "Patty Coat". I remember finding a picture one day in a book and showing my grandmother, insisting I owned this horse. Of course, we lived in a place where owning horses was impossible and impractical. I remember being fixated on it, having the distinct memory of it running across a field and watching it, thought I was about 2-4. I forgot all about this horse memory until this month.


I also realize that the name 'patty coat' sounded a lot like PETTICOAT (and the horse was white). By the 1970s, when I was small, petticoats in the midwest USA were unheard of (in the toddler set, especially). I now believe that I must have been having small memories then.
 
From the time I was 14 to 24, I had a dog named Tippy- in fact, he died on the one year death anniversary of my mother. Years later I was given a cat....who am around 100% was the reincarnation of Tippy. They were so similar in personality that it was a little eerie.


:coffee:
 
Many years ago, I went to see a puppy of a breed I liked that had been advertised for sale even though I was renting at the time and it was unlikely a landlord would approve me getting a puppy. As I turned to leave, the puppy tried to leap out of his box to follow and barked at me as if he was saying "DON'T GO". I felt a connection in that instant and knew that was MY puppy. I leapt threw hoops to get him and he was always very special.


I have often wondered recently if the connection I felt was the result of being with this dog in a past life. We now have a lovely female dog of the same breed that is so much like him in character, I have wondered if she also may be the same dog reincarnated.
 
yes I had a sort of mad episode many years ago they called it "depersonalization" it was very strange at the time.The best I could explain it was having no sense of time ,place or indentity, almost living outside your body.During this time I started refering to my dog as lucy and still occasionally but accidently call her that so i suspect I once had a dog called lucy.
 
My son described a pet he once had. He said, "I had a pointy kind of animal for a pet. It was like a mouse, only bigger." I think he meant a rat. At that same time he was describing being a ten year old living on his own with his brother and that he "had to get food" for them. His parents had been taken away by "the bad guy's machine."


My son loves rodent type animals and has begged me to let him get a hamster. I think they look too much like rats but maybe that is why he wants one.
 
I don't remember any past life pets but I do believe that a cat in this life returned to me.


The first cat was an orphan on the street, so I called her "Litte Orphan Annie" after a poem. I called her Annie for short. She was super intelligent, not terribly affectionate and never meowed....only growled. She passed....


Several years later my older son went to the Humane Society to get a dog. As he was standing there an attendent passed him with a mother and small kitten. The kitten made some kind of noise and my son decided to take it home. He called and asked me to take it as he already had 2 dogs and 2 cats. I refused as it was the first time in years that I had no pets. He nagged and nagged so I finally gave in. Here comes the kitten and it is the spitting image of Annie.....so much so that I started to called it Annie and it immediately answered to the name. Later I felt guilty to use Annie's name so I renamed the cat "Alley Cat"because it WAs and because the name was similar.


I swear this cat (who I had 18 years) was the reincarnatin of Annie. She was not very effectionate, extremely intelligent and never meowed....only growled. This was the same cat that never allowed me to meditate without sitting on my lap or kneading my chest...until I had to lock her in a bedroom. Both cats markings were identical and both cats threatened dogs even though they were not very large in size.....just large in confidence and courage. Alley has been gone 5 years now and I wonder if Steven and I are able to get a new home.....and I keep my promise to let him have a cat....If Annie-Alley will re-appear in our lives again...I hope so....
 
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