Sunday, August 9, 2009

What You Can Do For Animals at the Sanctuary


Emily’s elk and other animals (deer, goats, pigs, llamas, horses, peafowl of all colors, geese, ducks, wildlife and wild birds) live on her 503 acres in the ruggedest rockiest part of the Rocky Mountains, the part elk like the best.

So how does a court reporter end up supporting a game sanctuary by psychic telephone counseling, you say? Well, a man of course.

The ranch was Husband’s dream, his kingdom after years of being a criminal lawyer. It was all his, it was a man thing, a hunting ranch.

And then he was killed and it was Emily’s to run. That was in 1996 when the place became a sanctuary for animals that costs $200,000 most years to run without Husband’s dawn-to-dusk free honest labor.

The elk herd is 7 times the number it was then. The price of hay and grain has more than doubled. For all these years drought has prevented growing them their own grass. If it rains again next year, grass hay may grow. Pray for rain and grass to grow.

That $200,000 that runs the ranch comes from you who call Emily for her psychic insight and her analysis of the people you are dealing with in your life. She will make it worth your while to make their lives worthwhile. You buy the animals their life, their lives are good because of you, and your life is good because of their needs.

Each September comes two tractor-trailer loads of good alfalfa hay for the winter plus multiple tons of GRAIN to keep their bodies warm and healthy. So call me in August and early September a lot - please!

And, yes, you can give without getting a psychic reading, give any amount you prefer.


High-tensile fencing, cross-braced with heavy cable under tension, made of 12-foot logs 5 inches in diameter and put 4 feet into the ground 10 feet apart: That is what the elk’s 17-acre pens are made of. Made out of money, those fences - money and lots of expert heavy labor. Fencing is a never-ending task.

An $81,000 backhoe that does the work of several heavy equipment is already paid for.

Restoring the pasture that the drought ruined is the next big challenge. And renovating the haying equipment that has been setting unused. These are the big items, but things like buying special seed to plant for deer pop up incessantly. Life on a ranch is never dull.

All the animals get veterinary care, even the lowly ducks. The elk are inspected yearly by the Good Guys at the Department of Agriculture.

Elk live in real elk habitat. There are streams for water. There is natural brush for shade in summer and windbreak in winter.

Elk are friendly but not tame. They grow old and die as family and as friends . . . and foes. There are 50 of them now and more babies on the way. Pictures of newborns are what we wish for, for you.

In the center of all the animal pens is Emily’s house, a stagecoach stop made of red hand-hewn squared logs around 1850. It is the house your children draw but two snug stories. Back when it was built, it was the stage coach stop, fort, bar, restaurant, court house and whore house in an uncivilized outpost so remote that Lewis and Clark got lost nearby and in-breeding was the order of the day and still is. When Emily moved in, it was haunted.

You name a wildlife and we have it around here somewhere. The wolves are busy eating up the wild elk, deer, antelope, sage grouse, bunnies, muskrats, foxes and chukkars - even the coyotes are no longer seen. The mountain goats probably get out of their way. This place is where our lovely government released wolves before the ones they admitted they released. But those bears are probably safe from the wolves. Are the wildcats? Oh, and we have LOTS of rattlesnakes and some bull snakes to keep us company. Will the new rattlesnakes - the skinny aggressive ones that appeared as refugees from the thousand-acre ranch across the street - get Terry who feeds the animals? Will they (please) discourage the wolves? How many rattlesnakes will the bull snakes get rid of? This is life in the wilderness, folks!

Some chukkars are left, I am told. They are exotic-looking brown and beige birds with black Egyptian-looking eye markings, about the size of pigeons. I wish they would come down by the house again. They are hiding in the elk pen - hiding from the wolves.

Owls, including the gray owl that is four feet tall, used to be more plentiful. I think eating the stray cats made them ill. We have some hawks, mainly red tails. They used to fly into windows. Are they wiser, or did they move on?

I even met a badger once. Those guys are rude. Very rude.

Of course there are dogs and cats. The cats are descendants of natural feral ones that were visited often by Persian fellows: an interesting pride they are. Four hardworking Great Pyrenees guard the other animals and the place, keep the wolves at bay, and love everyone. And Li’l Dude, a Sheppard and Pit Bull mix who was a starving abused stray at a truck stop convenience store on an Indian reservation, is the house puppy. No one would guess he is 12 years old. He runs with the Pyrenees and keeps up! He has seen much and still has faith, but he worries about all of us.

Last but not least is Turkey, a sparrow who hatched himself when the flock abandoned its nests. He leaped onto the dirt in the peafowl pen, a neonate (newborn), SIX YEARS AGO. Sparrows live 18 to 24 months. He is 3 times his life expectancy, and ever happy with his life.

Every two hours around the clock for six weeks Emily fed Turkey hand-strained vegetables and Exact gruel. Every morsel had to be 105° in each syringe full he ate. “Turkey” was supposed to be a temporary name, because Mama-Emily had to stuff him. But it became permanent when the bird baby wanted to play with the kittens that were born the same day he was. A bird expert, the same lady who taught me how to bring him up, told me he was entitled to think the cats were members of his flock, but that still made him a Turkey.


You can join in the life of the Sanctuary.

* You can email individually each photograph in the gallery to your friends.

* There will be new recipes, tips and articles frequently that you can share with others. Always something new here. The recipes make good reading even if you don’t have a kitchen.

* You can investigate how verbatim tarot works by downloading some 4-card spreads that demonstrate the fascinating process. Great mental exercise, reading tarot verbatim.

* You can purchase an email question or several.

* You can read the blogs of longtime clients, hear some of them speak. There will always be a poem posted that Emily wrote. You can check out the books Emily recommends.

* You can donate anything you want to.

* You can telephone for a psychic reading session with Emily. It is $3.75 per minute, and 95% of that goes to support the animal sanctuary one way or the other. This is a very serious endeavor. See “What I Can Do For You” for information about psychic readings. Email _____________ and leave your contact telephone number (or email) and Emily (or Billijo the Secretary) will get in touch with you.

Enjoy the pictures of the animals here.

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