o find Miranda Alcott, a self-proclaimed "animal communications
counselor," one must drive down a street of apartment buildings in
Brentwood until, at the very end, several small clapboard houses appear.
Standing in front of one is a ceramic sculpture of a dog.
"Whatever you do," Alcott says, "please don't use the P word in describing me.
I'm not a psychic What I do is hear things that other people can't." Tall, with
long blond hair, the 45-year-old Alcott is wearing an aquamarine sweater and
black slacks. Her tone of voice is low-key and reasonable, her demeanor calm
and matter-of-fact. In the 14 years since she was seriously injured in a car
accident, she has all but lost her hearing. However, she says that as this sense
withered, her extrasensory abilities that she had been cognizant of since a very
early age, simultaneously bloomed.
"Last night," Alcott is saying as rain drums steadily against her roof, "we were
working with a couple in Maryland that believed their dog needed to be
euthanized. But as it turned out, the animal was not ready to transition."
How did Alcott obtain the intelligence?
"The dog communicated to me that he is not ready. He did it telepathically. Do
you know about quantum mechanics? Everything breaks down to vibrations. I
am able to tune into these vibrations."
In this case, Alcott--who in telephone consultations uses her mother as an
interpreter--began by asking the dog's owners for some basic information.
They told her that their 17-year-old American Eskimo, Kodi, had been
diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. After taking in the information, Alcott
requested several minutes to commune with the dog. That it was 2,000 miles
away, she says, was not a hindrance.
During a period of what she calls 'HarmoniousListning," Alcott says that Kido
told her that he didn't like his food. Alcott then asked the owners to return to
the line. "I instructed the woman to get some of Kodi's kibble and rub it
between her fingers. It smelled like fish--I could smell it. I asked her whether his
food could be related to his illness, and she said, 'Oh God, we changed his
food two-and-a-half months ago, and that's when his symptoms started.'" Alcott
suggested that the owners take Kodi to the vet for more tests. Two days later,
she says, they phone her with the news that after changing Kodi's kibble, the
dog had rallied, and for the moment, they had put off all thoughts of