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Our Stories

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“Until one has loved an animal, a part of one’s soul remains unawakened.”

Anatole France

Barb's Story

In the late 1980’s, I attended a workshop on holistic health therapies and whole food diet and began learning all I could about nutrition and wellness. By 1995, my husband, David, and I had changed our diet, eliminating most processed foods in favor of organic whole foods and herbs. Our golden retriever, Breck, was now nine years old and we had just been told by our veterinarian that the epilepsy, diagnosed when she was two years old, had taken its toll on her body and, in addition to the horrendous skin and ear allergies she had been fighting her whole life, would cause her life to be shortened by many years. At that point, there was nothing to lose, so we began our search for ways to use holistic therapies and diet to support her health and ease the symptoms of the allergies and epilepsy. I’ve shared her story below. I’ve also shared the story of our goldendoodle, Duffy, who was diagnosed at nine years old with dilated cardiomyopathy by cardiologists at one of the most prestigious veterinary teaching hospitals in the world and given six months to live. We were told there was no hope. Again, we took the responsibility of finding alternative therapies to treat his condition and, as you will learn in his story, he lived almost four years post-prognosis.

 

The success we experienced with both Breck and Duffy seems miraculous, but in reality, we’ve learned that, given nutritious foods and support from holistic therapies, the body often has the power to heal itself. I retired from teaching in 2016 and in the spring of 2018, after twenty-five years of educating myself on animal nutrition through personal reading, webinars and workshops, I began formal studies in animal nutrition, completing my 500 hours of coursework and a six-month practicum period working with ten families who were open to the idea of making positive changes in their dogs’ and cats’ diets. In May, 2020, I received my certification in clinical canine and feline nutrition and established my practice, Our Kindred Spirits, Inc.

 

I believe our two “kindred spirits,” Breck and Duffy, are making this journey with me and encouraging me daily to make a difference in the lives of other pets and their families. Knowledge truly is power. What you do over the course of your pet’s life creates either chronic illness or chronic health, so it’s important to become an educated pet guardian. Nutrition is the foundation of a healthy life for us, as well as our pets, and it’s never too late to make changes that will positively impact their health at any age. A wholesome diet is a preventive tool, as well; even healthy pets can benefit from positive changes at meal time. For all they give to us, they deserve the healthiest diet, and the healthiest life, possible. After reading Breck’s and Duffy’s stories, call me to make an appointment to plan a healthier diet for your “kindred spirit.”

Young Barb and Dukey

Everyone has a story and, as the best-selling author Brene Brown reminds us, we need to tell our story “with our whole heart.” Here is my “whole heart” story. I hope it will inspire you to look beyond what we are told is true by those who market pet food for profit and to take the steps necessary to ensure your beloved dog or cat has the opportunity to thrive, not merely survive.

 

My love of animals began when I was very young, in a home surrounded by pets of all kinds: dogs, cats, bunnies, parakeets, a pony, tropical fish, guinea pigs, hamsters and turtles, not to mention the wild raccoons, birds and rabbits we rescued and the cows on our best friends’ dairy farm that provided the delicious, fresh milk we drank daily. I truly believed, as do many little girls, I would become a veterinarian. My dad, knowing the pain I suffered at the loss of each pet, strongly suggested I reconsider my choice. Instead, I chose the field of education, earned my masters’ degree and spent forty-two years in a career I loved.

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“Dogs and angels are not very far apart.”

Charles Bukowski

Breck's Story

I’m a golden retriever, chosen by my “dad’ as a surprise for my “mom.” I’m a sweet girl with a beautiful spirit, but I was very unhealthy for many years. When I was two, I was diagnosed with epilepsy and, for the next seven years, my seizures became progressively worse and by the time I was nine, I was experiencing double grand mal seizures almost every day. My doctor kept increasing my medication and now, at nine, I was being given six tablets of phenobarbital a day. It was a “ruff” life for me! My allergies, which started around the time of my epilepsy diagnosis, were severe from the very beginning and caused terrible “hot spots” that would never go away even though I was prescribed all kinds of medications. I was a mess! I was underweight; I had never eaten a whole bowl of kibble. By the

time I was nine, my prognosis was poor; the epilepsy and severe allergies had taken a huge toll on my body. One night, my family surprised me with a bowl of warm, yummy real food that I gobbled up as fast as I could. They couldn’t believe I ate the WHOLE bowl! The next day, there was MORE of that food in my bowl and I was SO excited! My family cooked my food EVERY night after that and in a month my skin felt so much better; the itching went away, the “hot spots” went away and I GREW FEATHERS for the first time in my life. I gained ten pounds, which brought me to my ideal weight, my coat looked beautiful and my seizures DISAPPEARED! Life was so good! That fatal prognosis became a bad memory as one year of good health became two, then three and my life stretched on happily for almost six more years. The only explanation for my healthy turn- around was the change in my diet; my body finally had the nutrition it needed to heal.

Breck
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“There is nothing truer in this world than the love of a good dog.”

Mira Grant

Duffy's Story

Duffy and Barb

I’m a handsome, intelligent goldendoodle, or “fuzzy butt” as I’m affectionately called by my “dad” and “mom.” I was one of the first doodles to live in this area, so I got lots of attention. At my first wellness appointment with my veterinarian, my mom and dad told her they were going to feed me “real food,” just as they had fed Breck. Unfortunately, the doctor convinced them to feed me kibble instead, assuring them the quality had improved over the past few years and an organic choice was now available.

 

Through the first nine years of my life, I suffered from skin issues and ear infections, not as severe as Breck’s, but irritating and bothersome. When I was nine, a week before Christmas 2013, I collapsed and we had to take a long drive to a very big hospital. I was in intensive care for three days, sent home for the holidays and, at my return visit, we were told I had dilated cardiomyopathy (later diagnosed as nutritional DCM). We were also told there was nothing that could

be done to reverse it and were given a six-month prognosis; I could only take the meds and stay as comfortable as possible.

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The trip home was a long one, but we made the decision to take matters into our own hands (and paws!). We spent hours researching on the internet and discovered a master herbalist in Ontario, Canada, who specialized in canine heart health and a very experienced homeopathic veterinarian several hours away. We contacted them and “got to work.”

 

They both insisted we immediately change to a raw diet, in addition to the herbal and homeopathic protocols they prescribed. I had been placed on six prescriptions by the cardiologists at the hospital, but by my two- month appointment, they began seeing changes in my heart and discontinued two of the meds. Miraculously, at the same time, we were assigned a new cardiologist at the hospital who was open to our holistic protocol. I was feeling noticeably better by now and we were all encouraged by my progress. At my four- month appointment, the news was even better and I was taken off two more meds. According to the tests, my heart appeared stronger. I was taking walks and my nutritious food (I’d give it two thumbs up if I had thumbs!) was helping me regain the weight I’d lost.

 

On June 23, 2014, at my six-month visit, our doctor showed us the ultrasound of my heart. Are you “sit” ting down? It looked like a normal heart; my heart had REMODELED. I was taking LONG walks again, bringing in the paper every morning, going to my cottage and visiting friends. My skin was clear and no more ear infections!

 

In August 2016, I had a non-cancerous tumor removed from my spleen and was diagnosed with Cushing’s Disease. My dad and mom hadn’t heard of it before, but I wish they had so we could have treated it sooner. We just thought I was “slowing down” and getting older, but the subtle changes we had been seeing during the past year were really symptoms of the disease. I’m a brave boy and a strong boy and I fought that bad disease with everything I had, but on December 16, 2017, we decided I was too tired to fight any longer.

 

I want you to know, though, my heart stayed strong to the very last moment. My legacy, and my sister, Breck’s, is one of helping others through the sharing of our wellness journey. We couldn’t “speak,” but our “dad” and “mom” spoke for us.

 

Please learn all you can and be an advocate for your pets; you know and love us best.

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