My first conscious communication came from Zorii, and she was barely 3 months old. For the initial 6 months Jango wanted no part of knowing Zorii, and separating them was a must for safety reasons. One August afternoon I was outside with Jango and Zam while Zorii napped. I sat on the patio with my eyes shut, face turned into the warm sun. My heart was heavy, and I felt shame and guilt for bringing home this beautiful puppy. We loved her so deeply, but Jango was miserable. My heart was broken. “What have we done?”, my ego asked. – BOOM! – In that moment of pure distress, an image of Zorii Bliss jumped into my mind’s vision, and it was as clear as a photograph. This incredible puppy blurt out the message: “Don’t worry about me, I am here to help him.” – Poof! The image was gone, and tears flowed freely.