Three hours after my little dog PJ's passing, I held a toast in her honor. That's when my name mysteriously appeared in the foam of my beer. Three days later, I captured her aura on video, zipping around me in the form of a little white orb.
How freakin' cool is that?!
Since then, I've been working as a psychic medium, helping people connect to their loved ones who've passed. I also write The Ghost Dog Diaries, a weekly column of essays and advice about life after death and life in general.
Got a question you'd like answered online or in a private reading? Give me a shout!I'd love to hear from you.