Yesterday, I applied James' s practice, delivering a message of love to my cherished dog, Yoghio, I was so much at pain to put to sleep a year ago. Yoghio was fifteen years old with generalized cancer of the bowels and under sedation. Yoghio was a black labrador type mixed with French Hound and Bas Rouge (sheperd). He was a wonderful companion very noble in temper and I had him with me since a puppy. Well, I don't what to make of it but he visited me in my sleep: unmistakably him but with the brilliant black robe of his teens and without the white moustache of his later days. A pure moment of joy!