Yes! My book by that same name is finally up on Kindle at http://www.amazon.com/dp/B007BSOLWW! It should be in print on Amazon soon. AND, if you have a Kindle e-reader you can “borrow” it for free through Kindle’s new ADP Select program.
If you read it, will you please leave me a review? Here’s the book description:
Whether you aspire to be a professional animal communicator, want to talk to your own animals, or simply wish to understand animal communication better, this unique book is for you. Leta Worthington has distilled her 25 years of experience into an easy-to-read yet complete guide. Learn How to Talk to Animals answers commonly asked questions like: “What is animal communication?” and “How does it work?” You’ll find insights as to why opening the heart and learning to use the brain differently are important for ensuring success, and practical instruction for expanding your subtle awareness. Many other compelling topics, such as the dos and don’ts of animal communication, are covered as well, but if you’re eager to dive in you can skip to Part Two and start practicing with Leta’s step-by-step guidance. Verbatim case histories and fascinating true stories will spur your confidence and enthusiasm. This book is a one-stop-shop for anyone ready to experience the magical journey of talking to animals.
And stay tuned for my next book on animal afterlife and animal reincarnation. Thanks for visiting!
The larger question is whether animals CAN be “one-person” individuals. And yes, of course they can. They come in as many different personality types as we do, so why should they be any different?
sense of smell that is phenomenally greater than a human’s, and in fact they often use this sense first in determining the nature or identification of an object or person. This heightened sense of smell is often reflected in my animal communication sessions. Just recently, Joseph, an alpha male cat in a household of three plus two dogs, told me he was not allowing the petsitter to see him while he was in her care because he didn’t like her smell. We can’t change that person’s smell, but explaining to him the importance of her laying eyes on him so she’d know he was all right did help solve this problem.
something is amiss that their person can’t figure out. What they show me usually looks like vibrational waves or cloudy fog and represents everything from ghosts, to vortexes, to contaminated auric fields around humans. They may look something like this picture and generally do not have any color.
If the animal is suffering, he is often relieved to be given the option of euthanasia. I had the good fortune a few years ago of having the way euthanasia feels explained to me by a wise horse spirit, “Mo,” after his death, and you can read his word-for-word explanation 
Copper – My 32-year-old Quarter Horse was a throwaway. His owner said, “If you can get him in the trailer, you can have him!” Copper is still ridden lightly by a petite friend whom he adores. He is everyone’s favorite and loves to kiss … yes, kiss.
Gabriel – My 18-year-old Dutch Warmblood. Rescued after his second six-month stint at an equine clinic 10 years ago, Gabriel’s entire body is compromised from performance injuries and he has a bad heart murmur. He probably shouldn’t still be alive, but HE doesn’t know that and he is one happy camper.
Rose – A 12-year-old Border Collie mix, Rose was actually born at my house to a NM stray I had picked up on the road. She was then homed with a woman who turned out to be a maniac so I rescued her back when she was four months old. She is my coy, demure sweetheart, and can’t stand loud noises or voices (probably due to the maniac!).
Sabrina – I am Sabrina’s 4th home. A 10-year-old Rhodesian Ridgeback mix, she was found running wild on the streets of Austin because it is well nigh impossible to contain her. Having climbed, dug, and chewed her way out of just about every conceivable type of fence, she tells me it’s just because she loves to go exploring. Sabrina is our social director and adores visitors. At 10 she is no longer challenging the fence so much, so is safe and sound for her later years.
Charlie – My heart and soul, walks-on-water dog, Charlie is a Golden Retriever/Chow 6-year-old who was found running on a country road at midnight — an unneutered, uncollared 6-month old. He was dumped, clearly, as he is petrified I’m going to do the same with him every time I take him in the car. Otherwise, he goes with me everywhere on foot or horse, and watches me like a hawk. He is my guardian.
Lily – Lily was freezing to death, injured, and emaciated when I grabbed her up as a half-feral, adolescent kitten in Texas. She was the fastest to tame down I’ve ever seen, and is highly motivated by food. She is my only remaining cat and holds her own amidst the chaos of my dog pack — I think she may be part wild cat.
Tucker – My 3-year-old Chiweenie rescue whom I took from the Santa Fe Humane Society last year about this time. Tucker has filled our hearts and home with his gratitude, joy, and playfulness and it is because of his precious little spirit that I decided to take his new heartthrob, Frida.
