"ABBY" - June 2013
This is a story of how April was able to offer assisstance on a lost dog. Although the ending was not what was hoped for because of the carelessnes of a kennel owner, April was able to bring peace to the owners through her unique talents.
My parents came to visit me for the night in New Rochelle, New York on June 8th. They live in Northeastern Pennsylvania. They have two pugs (Brutus and Cheech) and a Boston Terrier named Abby. For the past year and a half, my parents have been boarding our dogs with a woman who dog sits as a business. Our dogs are family. They are our world. We entrusted this woman with three pieces of our hearts. What happened next was the most intense experience of our lives.
My parents set out to return to Pennsylvania Sunday, June 9th. On their way home, they stopped to shop and grab lunch. While eating, my mother received a call from the dog sitter alerting her that Abby was missing. My parents live in a suburban area. The dog sitter is located in a back mountain/forest area (a 20 minute drive away). My parents raced home and set out to look for Abby. They searched long and hard but had no success.
The next morning, I awoke and decided to drive to PA and help in the search. On my way home, I placed a call to April Frost to see if she could be of any help in our rescue efforts. I left a message briefly summarizing the situation and left my information. I had never met or spoke with April. I knew of her through friends who had experienced her work. I believe very much in what she does and what she is about. I figured it was worth a shot.
I drove straight to the area of the search (which I had not been to before). As I neared the destination, I came across a bridge which crossed a river. It looked like an old railroad bridge. It had a slightly menacing feel to it. There was a walkway entrance below so I pulled over to see if Abby was there. The weather at this point was cold and stormy. Lots of rain. It seemed like a good place to seek shelter. I searched the area, left and headed to meet my mother.
We searched the woods for hours in the rain with no luck. On our way home, my mother turned to me and said "You know, I realize this sounds crazy but a friend of mine suggested we contact a pet psychic". At this very moment, I had just finished listening to a voicemail from April. I looked at my mother and said "Funny you should say that...."
April's voicemail said Abby was alive. She was cold, wet, and scared but alive. She said to put out only love. Abby was picking up on the fear energy we were projecting. April said something "not good" happened at the dog sitter's which is why Abby ran.
April and I connected the next day on the phone. Her words to me were "Is there a bridge, a big bridge over a large body of water? Abby ran to try to find her way home. She tried to cross the bridge but was too scared to do so. She is near there. She is very afraid and won't come to anyone, especially the dog sitter. Right now Abby is by a tree. She is very scared but not hurt. There is a lot of high grass around".
I immediately thought of the bridge I first went to. Since I had already searched that area, I tried to find other bridges. My mind kept going back to the original bridge. It fit April's description perfectly. I decided to go back to the dog sitter's house, head into the woods and walk to the bridge.
I followed what seemed to be a path. At times the grass was overgrown and up to my head. I focused on sending love and light to Abby to help her come out of hiding. As I walked, I saw animal droppings. In the days I had scoured the woods, I had not seen anything like this anywhere. I knew Abby had been there. I kept searching, hoping to reunite with our little girl.
I came upon a clearing. Since the weather had been so wet, the earth was muddy and slick. This clearing was very close to the bridge. My whole body began to shake, It was a tremble that began at my core and resonated throughout my entire body. I stayed at this spot for some time, looking and calling for Abby. This area dropped off suddenly as you came closer to the river. I went as far as I could, slipping and sliding. No Abby. Fearing I was simply shaking from the anxiety of almost falling, I returned to the path and continued my search.
I returned to NY that night. The next morning I received a call from my brother that rocked me to my core. Abby had been spotted. My family went to try to find her. She ended up across the street from the dog sitter's house and was frantic. The dog sitter tried to get Abby to come to her but (as April had already explained), Abby refused. She ended up getting hit by a car and died instantly.
The level of pain, agony, and devastation that swept over us was unlike anything I had ever felt. We were dismantled. I left April a message (although part of me felt she already knew)( and went to a friend's house to grieve. It felt as though pieces of my body and soul were ripped away from me. In my life, I have been through outrageously difficult situations and have experienced much death. This was, by far, the most painful and agonizing of anything I ever had to face. I honestly did not know how my family and I would ever recover.
April called me that afternoon. She told me Abby came out of hiding because a fox found her. This explained her frantic behavior. She told me the reason Abby left was because the dog sitter would leave the dogs unattended for hours. She did not like Abby and was not nice to her. Her facilities are not maintained. She liked the money but not the responsibilities. April said the dog sitter was angry Abby made her look bad. She was worried she would be sued. April said the woman did not have the right energy for working with animals.
This conversation confirmed everything I had felt about this woman. The entire time of the search, she only worried about herself.
She never once expressed concern for Abby or my family. Every sentence out of her mouth started with "I did this" and "I did that". Every comment about Abby had a negative tone to it. She even went as far as to blame one of our other dogs (Brutus) for helping Abby escape through a loose post on her desk. In my original conversation with April, we did not discuss the dog sitter very much. We were solely focused on Abby. The fact that April was so spot on about this woman further confirmed for me how truly gifted and
blessed April is and the incredible value of her work.
I called the dog sitter the next day to tell her what she had done. I spoke from the core of my being. I opened my mouth and allowed the pain and agony of the experience to form the words. Truth. When I pointed out her negligence and lack of sincerity and compassion, the dog sitter confirmed everything April had said. Her responses were "You don't know that", "You don't know what you are talking about", "You are crazy" and "You have no proof". Not once did she speak of her love or concern for Abby and my family. No remorse whatsoever. In fact, when she handed Abby's body over to my mother, there was not so much as a tear in her
eye. This was all the "proof" I needed. Truth.
After Abby died, I had no idea how we would ever heal. The intensity levels of the emotional pain were extreme. As if sensing this, April called.
Through a tear-filled conversation, April gave me a sense of peace that I never expected. She explained that Abby had transitioned peacefully with no pain. She also talked about Abby's personality. She described her relationship with our other dogs so well that it was as if she had known us for years. Never before in my life have anyone's words resonated so harmoniously throughout my entire body. The gifts, blessings, peace and love we received through this experience with April are immeasurable. Her work is driven by love and truth. Her guidance honored Abby in a way few are. April came into my life and changed me forever. For this, I am eternally grateful.