On Saturday evening, Oct 11, 2025, Melissa came in from a day outside hunting. She ran quickly upstairs and disappeared. This was very unusual.

Soon she came back down, but wasn't at all herself, crying as if in pain. She was vomiting, too, and running around, something cats do when they're having an unpleasant/painful experience and are trying to escape it.

Upstairs I discovered diarrhea all over one of the cat beds. It stank from a chemical and included 2 rodents she had eaten. It was as if her bowels had completely emptied out, which was a good thing.

I hurried back downstairs to take care of Melissa. She had clear fluid dripping from her eyes and was already dehydrated by the amount of fluid she had vomited. She was still crying.

Quickly, I swept her up into my arms and told her I'd take care of her.

I called a friend who came over to help set up my St. Bernard-sized dog crate so i could confine Melissa and keep the rest of the house relatively clean. I put a litter box into the crate, and spread wee-wee pads all over the tray in the bottom. I put a bowl of fresh water in one corner.

Then I put Melissa into the crate. She looked miserable, her body hunched up, still whimpering. I went to the kitchen and grabbed my bottle of electrolytes, a cup, and a dropper for giving her fluids. She would need those to flush out the rest of the poison and to overcome dehydration.

Back where Melissa was confined, I sat on the floor and opened the crate door. From whatever time it was (it had just now gotten dark) until 3 a.m., I nursed and nurtured Melissa as best I could. First, I gave her just electrolytes and water, slowly, carefully, one drop at a time in little bits as she was able to take them. The diarrhea had completely stopped, and the vomiting was less frequent.

I knew immediately that she had been poisoned because she and everything her body was spewing out of her stank from a chemical, and all her symptoms, according to my friend, were those of the poison put out for rats.

I asked for higher guidance. "What can I give her? How can I help her?"

"Arsenicum 30C" came the reply.

[IMPORTANT NOTE: it's not good to give a homeopathic that would stop vomiting and diarrhea too early because it would interfere with the body's efforts to eliminate the poison. Timing is important.]

Arsenicum is a homeopathic made from arsenic. It didn't matter what poison Melissa had eaten, since homeopathy is given based on symptoms. Also, a homeopathic remedy doesn't contain even a single molecule of the original substance. It's energy medicine.

I have a box full of 20 or more homeopathic remedy containers. I thought I'd have to look through nearly all of them to find the one I wanted, but when I reached into the box, the Arsenicum 30C popped into my hand as if someone were handing it to me. (Someone probably was.)

I was given guidance on how to dose the remedy to Melissa. Slowly, she began to recover. I could see her energy shift, to brighten up. Hours went by, but I wasn't watching the clock. I was watching Melissa.

When she seemed ready, I very gently took her into the bathroom to wash under her tail. If she had licked herself clean, she would have been ingesting more poison, as she was quite filthy.

Back in the crate, Melissa still sat hunched up. Then, very slowly, she began drinking water on her own.

It was another 24 hours before Melissa would drink some chicken broth and eat a few pieces of cooked chicken. She didn't start to eat until I gave her Ignatia 1M, a homeopathic remedy for trauma. She was so terrified by this incident that she just couldn't relax. Once I have her the Ignatia, her body posture changed. She relaxed and slept deeply.

When she got up, she was ready to start eating.

There's more to her recovery story - it took nearly 2 full weeks, and I put her on a gentle homeopathic detox to clear the poison residue from her organs and glands.

Have you ever communicated telepathically with animals or insects whom you plan to poison?

Have you ever considered that communication might lead to better understanding instead of more and more warfare between humans and nature?

(If you don't think we're "at war" with nature, check out some of the commercials used to sell those poisons.)

What about those sticky pads some exterminators put down to catch mice.

I know this because when I first moved into this house I made the same mistake others make. i hired an exterminator and found those horrendous mouse traps in my basement. And traps that break their necks or cause them to lose a foot aren't any kinder.

When we use poison, we are adding to the pain and suffering and inhumanity and devastation on this planet. We are hurting everyone. The poisoned animals' bodies decompose and the poison goes into the ground and into the water supply!

Poison hurts Mother Gaia and all the beings with whom we share this world. We are hurting insects, the land, the plants, the birds, all the animals from all the kingdoms. We have contaminated the water, the air, the entire web of life.

If you spread poison around your home or apartment or condo, do you think your own body and the bodies of your animal companions aren't absorbing some of it?

There are ways to clean up this mess, and I know someday we will. But the root of the problem is that we are not at peace. We are at war within ourselves and that is reflected in the way we live and the choices we make.

Melissa survived and is thriving, but the lesson is clear, and now I have shared it with you.

Please pass this story on. Thank you.