Sammie's Story:

November 2004 I was a very sick pussy cat when Barbara first saw me. My mother had taken me to vets many times and the medicine plus my general health just made me feel Yuk. On the day when my mum was really worried about me she heard about a lady called Barbara who could talk to animals. My mum got on the phone and made an appointment straight away. Well at long last I had some one who could understand me as an individual who could ask me how I felt and who talked to me and not just my mum. It has been a slow but sure road back to health.

Because of my age I must be careful to pace myself and follow my diet strictly. I feel so much better now I am chasing the leaves that blow in the wind, challenging the stray 'Willy' who comes for a meal. But mostly I sleep on the mat in the sun. My life is certainly a ball since Barbara came into my life. Occasionally I throw a wiggly just to ride in the car to get to see Barbara and to catch up on the latest gossip.

Thank you Barbara for all your excellent help, advice and medicine. Sammie and my mum.

P.S. The medicine tastes so much better than the vets stuff and I don't have to have injections.