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Kimberly Howatt - Raidho Canine

I help curious pet parents like you unlock their animals' hidden wisdom through intuitive communication and storytelling. Connect-Align-Transform™.

Together, we turn those worries into wonder and those overwhelming moments into amazing adventures! Hi, my name is Kim, and I own Raidho™ Canine. My passion is to guide and support dog guardians who desire a deeper, more soulful connection to their dogs. I have a place in my heart for those challenged by canine health issues with guardians who feel they could/should/need to do more. I have spent d

ecades in this challenging space, and it has transformed my entire life as I am chosen to empower others through my experiences. As an animal communicator, I am able to truly listen to the dogs. As a botanical self-healing practitioner, I am able to offer support through the beautiful dance of aromatics and herbs. As a certified Archetypal Consultant and graduate of Carl Jung's Magnum Opus, I am fully vested in supporting the human as well as the canine. We simply need to connect to our animal through a deeper understanding, align with the energy of the universe and transform our relationships into soulful joy no matter the circumstance.

21/11/2025

This morning, after Yin Yoga, I walked outside with Zorii for a quick potty break. The day’s tasks marched across my mind. And before I knew what was happening, my legs carried me away from the house and toward the trails in our field, following one of our familiar walking routes.

The sun was bright, and the mid-morning chill reminded me that November had arrived. The neighborhood was quiet except for a few gossiping birds. I hadn’t planned on taking a walk just now. I had that task farther down my list 🤣

I had prepared a snack and left it waiting on the counter when Zorii flashed her caramel eyes at me to go outside.

The sun, the birds, the trees, the cool air, and Zorii’s bright grin as she darted in and out of the wild pulled me closer. We finished our first loop, and I felt alive. Zorii and I looked at each other and agreed without speaking that another lap was not just desired, but necessary. The snack could wait.

She tore off in one direction, so I slipped down another winding trail. She knows I love to hide from her, and her curiosity for critters gave me my getaway moment.

That was when I noticed a woodpecker watching me from a bare tree branch nearby, sitting low enough to be nearly at my eye level.

Its gaze caught me, and we acknowledged one another. Not in the mystical, cinematic way people like to describe these things, but in the plain, steady way that feels like someone has noticed you long before you’ve managed to notice yourself.

I walked closer to say hello and listen for whatever wisdom it might offer, because there is always wisdom, even when it doesn’t arrive in full sentences. We shared a moment.

Then chaos arrived.

Zorii flashed past in hot pursuit of her chosen critter, my woodpecker friend launched into the air like it was late for a meeting, and I found myself laughing harder than I have in days as my heart jumped from the surprise fly-by.

Nothing profound happened. No clear message delivered to my consciousness. And yet it was exactly what I needed. A reminder of how often these micro connections find us, and how easily we overlook them, convinced they are too small to matter.

Every brief recognition, every quiet pause, might seem mundane, but it never is. I don’t believe the woodpecker connection was random. Sometimes all we get is a glimpse. And sometimes a glimpse is all we need to feel right as rain.

I walked back to the house a few minutes later, carrying the sense that something inside me had loosened, just a little. I still don’t know what, and I don’t need to.

If something like that has brushed up against you lately, a moment so small you almost missed it, I’d love to hear.

20/11/2025

Between my posts this week and the pause I took while hanging out with Jango and Zorii (and a new roof), I’ve been thinking a lot about intuition.

My thoughts wander to how it shows up quietly, then waits for us to notice in the mind what we already feel in the heart.

People ask me all the time how animal communication works, as if it lives in some mystical realm far beyond everyday life. But the worlds aren’t separate. We just forget how to shift our awareness, and imagination is often the doorway.

That picture that pops into your mind out of nowhere: The words you didn’t speak or think, the tug in your gut that makes no sense and somehow feels true, the sudden smell of cigarette smoke, or the soft echo of voices in the corner of your living room.

These moments are imagination. These moments are intuition. And our animals meet us there.

Not in words, but in the space around them.

When I’m intentionally connected with an animal, my mind quiets and something softer steps forward. It doesn’t arrive when I’m trying. It arrives when I’m intentional and comes in quietly as a sense, a feeling, an image, or a smell/taste.

I follow this new sensation the way you follow a trail through the woods, not needing to know where it leads, only knowing it’s real.

We forget that intuition and imagination are related. One opens the door, and the other walks through it. Our animals already understand this, and they invite us into that remembering.

They meet us when we’re quiet enough to engage. And maybe that’s the power of it. This partnership between what we know and what we imagine is connected by an intuitive bridge that lets us listen in a different way.

Not a new way. A remembered way.

Our companions are always reaching out for us. Sometimes all we need to do is quietly soften our mind and reach back.

19/11/2025

I hear this a lot: “Kim, I wish I could communicate with my dog the way you do, but I don’t have that gift.”

I always smile, because the truth is usually simpler. Most people are already receiving the information, they just don’t trust what they’re feeling.

A client came to me once because her dog suddenly started fighting with his brother. Two dogs who had always been close, now snapping and growling out of nowhere.

She had tried everything the experts suggested. More structure. More exercise. More separation. Nothing touched it.

When I connected with her dog, the first thing he showed me was something she already knew but hadn’t wanted to change. The daily walks along the busy road were terrifying for him.

The “big machines,” as he called them, rumbled past and rattled the world around him. If one stopped beside them, he froze in fear. Every walk was stress layered on top of stress.

When I shared this with my client, she sighed and said, “I know he’s afraid. I just… walk with a friend every day, and I didn’t want to change the routine. I hoped I could get him past it.”

Her intuition had been tapping her shoulder for months, and she kept brushing it off.
So the walks continued. The dog’s nervous system stayed on high alert. And all that unprocessed fear had to find a release somewhere.

It found the nearest outlet. His brother.

When she finally listened, really listened, and gave him peaceful time in the yard and replaced road walks with quiet sniff-walks on the trails, the fighting stopped.

She didn’t need me to tell her what he felt. She felt it every time they stepped onto that road. She just didn’t trust that feeling.

Animal communication isn’t usually fireworks or visions. More often it’s that quiet knowing you talk yourself out of. A gentle tug in your gut. A sense that something feels off.

A quiet urge to shift a routine, even when it means inconvenience.

Our animals are always speaking. Our work is simply to remember how to trust what we hear.

18/11/2025

I’ve been watching Jango and Zorii play outside today. Two peas in a pod. Before Jango’s neurological event a couple of weeks ago, they loved to play a game of chase and then wander off in their own directions.

Today, he is feeling great, and I noticed the two have become inseparable outside. Is Zorii watching over him? It got me remembering their ragged beginning, the part you’d never guess from watching them now.

When Zorii was a puppy, she moved like Flash. A blur of light with no real way to slow her down. Jango couldn’t handle it. He’d rush at her, peck at her, even throw his whole body over her, trying to force her to sit still.

We assumed he didn’t like her. I even wondered if we’d made a mistake. It was so easy to call it aggression, to label him the problem, especially with his history of seizures and what we used to label as reactivity.

When we stepped back and let our emotions settle, an entirely different perspective came into view.

Zorii’s fast, unpredictable energy overwhelmed Jango. He wasn’t misbehaving. His nervous system was protecting him. There was nothing to fix.

He needed space. And he needed us to understand that his body knew exactly what it was doing.

Months later, when Zorii’s energy softened and her body had grown, Jango walked right up to her like he’d been waiting for a more mature Zorii to arrive. Within half an hour they were curled up together beside an open bottle of Ruh Khus essential oil, looking like they’d been this way all along.

Nothing about Jango changed. Only our perspective did.

I’m reminded again and again that what looks like bad behavior is often a deeper message. In his case, it was a nervous system asking for space to feel safe and time to observe and assess.

I’d love to think that next time I’ll meet it all with more grace and less guilt. Maybe I will. Maybe I won’t. And I’m curious to find out.

Sometimes the biggest shifts happen when we release our grip on how things look in our mind and let the truth reveal itself in the timing it chooses.

29/10/2025

Tuesday Morning, Jango Had a major neurological event (stroke, seizure, vestibular).

The phone rang while I was making food. Jim’s ringtone. He rarely calls during work hours. "Something happened to our buddy. He can't stand up."

The old me would have panicked. Today, emotions flowed. We sat in silence on the phone, listening to our heart. Through the tears, I felt peace beneath the pain. A message from Jango. ‘Bring me home.’

When Jim arrived, I heard the door close then a strange scuffling noise. A stumbling Jango turned the corner—smiling.

We sat on the floor together, and Jango did something he rarely does: seek snuggly affection. He came and sat beside me, nuzzling to move my arm around him and hold him close. We just stayed there.

The world stopped.

We took him outside to lay in the grass while we talked about what to do next. He wanted to walk, so we did. The three of us together. He stumbled and he fell. With every tumble, he got a bit stronger. Like Keyser Söze in The Usual Suspects, he shifted back to walking without falling. He even scared a rabbit out of hiding then followed the scent trail, grinning the whole time, head bobble and all.

After a nap, he was back outside attempting to play with Zorii—stumbling, falling, grinning. He searched for tomatoes, sniffed herbs, and ate grass between falls. Fully present in each moment.

That's when it hit me.

I was the one seeing symptoms dominated by his trauma and judging them. I saw the head ticks, the eyes rolling about, the stumbling. But Jango? He was living his best day in the best way he could in the moment. His mind was on the present, not stuck in the trauma.

He wasn't thinking "I wish my legs worked" or "my body is failing me." He was just being Jango—taking it all in, moment by moment, with zero regret or shame.

This twelve-year-old Aussie taught me more about living than any book ever could in one profound afternoon.

While I worried about what was next for him, he showed me what it means to be fully alive—right now, exactly as you are.

Thanks, J-Bird. You are, will be, and always have been super special.

Read the full story on Substack (link in comments) where I share what happened next and the aromatic that calmed us all.

21/10/2025

The BS Button Named Zorii Bliss

I’ve always believed I’m an honest person.

Turns out… I just thought I was. 😅

Honesty isn’t only about what we say. It’s about what we feel but never express.

And when I don’t release what’s bubbling inside, my favorite “💩 button” (aka Zorii Bliss 🐾) makes sure I do.

Every time she stirs up unwanted (by me) chaos with Jango, it’s not just about the dogs—it’s about me. My emotions. My energy. My honesty.

So now, instead of resisting the storm, I let it out with less remorse and less guilt. I'm amazed how they get over their spat in seconds. I used to carry it for days.

I thank them for the reminder to release what I’ve been holding back and for providing an outlet for me to let go of stored emotions.

Because if I’m not honest with myself, am I really being honest at all?

👉 Read the full story on Substack: [insert link]

17/10/2025

Animal Lovers Who Discovered The Magic of Slowing Down With Their Dogs

For three days we've talked about slowing down with new dogs. Today, I want to share the moment everything clicked with Kramer.

Remember that scared little Corgi who hid under the car? For months, we tried everything to 'fix' his fears. More socialization. More training. More exposure. More everything.

Until one day, I simply sat on the floor and stopped obsessing. I let Kramer and Payton figure out their own relationship.

Payton was smart and persistent. Each day she'd sidle up to Kramer and reach for whatever toy he had. Each day he'd say 'Not today.'

But she never gave up.

A week or so later, I was deep in a book, not paying attention. When I looked up, Kramer was chewing one end of a bully stick and Payton had the other.

Of course it happened when we weren't watching, weren't coaxing, and weren't meddling. They chose their own perfect moment to become besties.

Both dogs finally felt safe. They chose connection on their terms.

It wasn't a dramatic movie moment with swelling music. It was quiet. Simple. And completely transformative. Kramer was like me—the shy kid who needs to feel safe before opening up.

That moment taught me more about relationships than any training manual ever could. Sometimes the most powerful thing we can do is nothing at all.

Your dog's breakthrough will look different. Maybe they nap peacefully instead of shadowing you. Maybe they make friends with another dog, or a squirrel.

But when you give them time and space to feel safe, they'll show you exactly who they're meant to be in your life.

And I promise, it will be more beautiful than anything you tried to force.

16/10/2025

Animal Lovers Who Want to Build A Legendary Connection With Their New Dog

Previously, I shared my story of Kramer and Payton. Today, let's talk about what I learned to do differently.

Our dogs don't speak our language yet. But they fluently read our energy. Stay calm as you listen and observe. When they feel safe enough, they’ll open up.

Our most recent adoption was Zorii Bliss, a black tri Aussie who came to us in 2020 when life was naturally slowed down. We had two other dogs, but this time we did it differently.

We gave Zorii a designated safe space with a stuffed teddy bear from her first home (still intact, by the way). We let her explore our yard and us at her own pace. We offered her quiet places to nap, and if she wanted us to snooze alongside her, even better. 💤

We stayed consistent with our routine and patient with the process.

Even with all my training and behavior tools, it took nearly 8 months for our dog Jango to welcome her into his life. He's discerning. Like failing a driver's test, sometimes you just have to wait and try again. No rushing the process. 🤣

At first, we felt the stress of failure, but as time went on we realized the gift of being together one-on-one. A beautiful result we would not have initiated otherwise.

Ding ding ding! This is the moment when I knew there was a different way to live with our animals. A more authentic and connected way to be together. And the equation is not found in a textbook. Each relationship is unique and the foundation is built on curiosity and understanding how we are the same and how we are different.

Bonding with your new companion is like strengthening a friendship. The strongest connections aren't forced. They unfold naturally when both parties feel safe.

Your dog will tell you when they're ready for more. And when that moment comes, you'll both know it.

[Tomorrow, I'll share the moment I knew this approach was working with Kramer...]

15/10/2025

Animal Lovers Who Notice Their New Dog Showing Signs of Stress

Yesterday we explored how bringing home a new dog feels like being dropped in a foreign country. Today, let me share how I learned this lesson the hard way.

Remember how fear and excitement create the same response in our bodies? Here's what that looked like when we adopted our first two dogs.

Newly married, our wedding gift was a Corgi pup named Kramer. The instant he was out of the car, he ran underneath it and wouldn't come out. He often hid behind the couch. We thought our love would fix his fears.

A few years later, a trainer suggested getting Kramer a confident canine friend. So we brought home Payton, a 4-month-old Aussie puppy—and dropped her straight into the house with full access to everything, including a desperately overwhelmed Kramer.

If you're cringing, I promise it gets better. The cringe-factor is exactly why I'm sharing this story.

We were the ones excited, and the dogs… not so much.

We assumed our dogs would be as excited as we were. We weren't wrong to be joyful—we just didn't realize our exuberance was a big piece of what overwhelmed and confused them.

When your joy bubbles over, your energy rises. Your voice gets higher. You move faster. Your dog's body responds—cortisol levels match your rising energy, and stress hormones soar for both of you.

New companions face everything at once: new environment, new people, possibly new animals, new routine, new everything. There's instant pressure to respond 'correctly’ or be labeled something icky like reactive or dum dum dum… aggressive.

Their stress shows up in countless ways from hiding, following, barking and creating space to withdrawal and separation anxiety and and and so much more. These aren't signs your dog is ungrateful or difficult. They're asking for space to feel safe and to be heard.

[Tomorrow, we'll explore how to create that safety and build a beautiful life connection at your dog's pace...]

14/10/2025

Animal Lovers Who Feel Their New Companion Pulling Away Despite Giving Everything

When you give your new dog more love, more experiences, and more attention, you're not creating connection. You're creating stress. Here's what your dog actually needs from you.

It's so exciting when we bring a new companion into our family, isn't it? We're like kids in a candy store, bursting to show our new dog everything wonderful about their new life. New toys! New friends! New adventures! Instant stability!

But stop for a moment and put yourself in your dog's paws.

Imagine being suddenly transported to a foreign country without warning. You don't recognize the language, let alone speak it. You don't understand the customs. Even the smells are strange.

A stranger retrieves you from the airport, grabs your bags, and brings you to their home. They hand you random objects and stare expectantly, rambling in words you don't understand. Sleep eludes you as you listen to unfamiliar clanks and bangs. Early the next morning, after a quick breakfast, you're whisked to a huge party where these strangers show you off to everyone they know. And everyone's a hugger, invading your space.

Fear and excitement trigger the same response in our bodies. Your new dog's system is flooded with adrenaline—but while you feel excitement, they're potentially processing fear and unsafety.

Even though everyone means well, their nervous system is in overdrive.
Overwhelming, right? That's your new dog's reality when you drop them into your life just after adoption.

Our love speaks a language they don't yet understand.

[Tomorrow we'll explore why less is actually more when building trust with your new companion...]

03/10/2025

Intuitive Communication: It's Not About Special Powers

Remember when you were little and knew exactly what your stuffed animals were thinking? Before anyone told you it wasn't possible, you were simply tuned in.

You weren't making it up. You were accessing energy. As a kid, you knew it was real.
Somewhere along the way, we learned to dismiss what we couldn't prove. If you can't see it, measure it, photograph it—then it's not real.

But you can't prove love either. Can't measure it or capture it in a jar. Yet you know when you feel it—that full-body recognition that needs no validation.

Your ability to connect with animals (and plants) works the same way as love.

It's not a special gift reserved for mystics. It's a natural ability to sense energy that went dormant from disuse and doubt. Like muscle atrophy after surgery.

The silence isn't from lack of ability—it's from forgetting how your stuffed animals once talked to you through imagination.

What if you started daydreaming again? The images that flash through your mind when your dog looks at you. The sudden knowing exactly what they need. The stories that emerge when you stop demanding proof. The trip to the treat jar when you meant to fold laundry.

Intuitive communication doesn't require special powers. It requires permission: to believe what you receive, however you receive it.

Ready to remember? Join me on Substack where we explore intuitive communication through stories and musings from plants, animals, and our favorite companions.

02/10/2025

Do you remember the thrill of your firsts? First day of school, first kiss, first time behind the wheel... solo?

Somewhere along the way, life slipped into routines. Safe, predictable, comfortable routines.

And then our dogs came together and conspired together to show us more. 🐾

They refused to play by our rules. I questioned everything I thought I knew. Through their eyes, even a vacuum turned into a terrifying, one-eyed monster. 😂

By stepping into their world—through the freedom provided by honesty, and curiosity, I rediscovered that misplaced childlike wonder. This shift opened the doorway to writing stories with animals as my co-creators. What started as one beautiful (and awkward) co-created short story is now an 80,000+ word novel manuscript, LoL. Wild.

Today, I am more alive, creative, and free because my dogs dared me to say yes to new beginnings.

🐕💫 Cozy up to curiosity. Every day can be a new adventure.

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