Greater Tulsa Reporter
SAFE AND SOUND: Parker the border collie was found safe and sound with the help of a special insight.
About the only thing Richard Linihan knew of psychics was what he would see on television crime dramas. But that was then. This is now. Today, there’s a psychic starring in Linihan’s own reality show.
Setting the stage for Linihan’s story is simple. He’s a pushover for dogs. The director of marketing for Fair Meadows Race Track is the proud parent of a pair of Christmas puppies, an Italian greyhound and a border collie.
The latter, which goes by the name of Parker, recently sneaked out of Linihan’s fenced backyard in Tulsa and went in search of adventure.
Linihan outfits his young pups with collars and identification tags. But on this occasion, Parker had thrown such a fit about the constraints of the collar that Linihan made an ill-timed concession to the situation and removed it one evening.
The next day, Parker was in-flight.
“They’re really smart dogs,” says Linihan, “Well, every border collie except him. On an ACT, he’d get about a 12. Which is about what I got, so, like father, like son.”
While Parker was missing, Linihan was beside himself. “I was scared to death he was going to get hit by a car,” he says.
“My other puppy, E.J., was depressed. I was depressed. Everybody was depressed. E.J. just sat by the window, looking for his buddy.
“I went to the pound. I went through the neighborhood and found nothing. Then I posted Parker’s picture on Facebook. I printed posters, but it had been raining and storming so much that it was not going to work.
“A friend saw my post, and she reposted it to her friends,” he says. One of those friends turned out to be, as Linihan says, a psychic. More to the point, the psychic turned out to be an animal communicator.
“I didn’t know her from Adam. But I got this e-mail from her.” Linihan then produced a copy of the message he received from a Pam Case in Tulsa. She was writing, partly, through Parker’s eyes.
“I tried to communicate with Parker. This is what I received,” she wrote. “First, Parker is alive. A man with black hair took me. I escaped and he found me irresistible. I’m inside his house. He wants me to be his dog. Dad will be so upset. I picked up that the house is older, has wood floors. I want to say it is painted white and has dark blue trim. I also picked up the name Jefferson. It’s not much help, but I wanted to give you some hope. I think your puppy is alive.”
Linihan stopped reading at that point. He looked up and said, “Well, I’m a little bit skeptical. I’ve seen all the TV shows where the psychics find the murder victims.”
He put aside his cynicism, his doubt, he says, because nothing else seemed to be working. It had been three, four, five days, and Parker still was missing.
At his wit’s end, Linihan was willing to give anything a try.
He searched a telephone book for anyone in his neighborhood with the surname “Jefferson.” One such name appeared within a few blocks of his home.
“I go running over there to see what color the house is,” he says. “It was a yellow house. It didn’t fit the description. But three houses down is a white house with blue trim.
“I go up and knock on the door. They hadn’t seen Parker.
“I was hitting dead-ends at this point. That’s when I started putting up posters around the neighborhood.”
On the fifth day of Parker’s flight, Linihan received a telephone call in his office.
A man on the line said that he had Parker. He recognized Parker’s photograph from Linihan’s recently posted flyer.
“He’s about four houses down from me, one block over,” Linihan says. “I’d driven something like 320 miles trying to find my dog, and this guy’s got him a few doors away.”
Linihan quickly made his way to the stranger’s front door and was reunited with Parker.
“I didn’t even look at the house. I was so happy to see my dog,” Linihan says. “I didn’t even think about it until my sister called and asked me, ‘What did the house look like?’
“Well, I go back. It’s a white house. Blue shutters. The door was open. It had wooden floors. The reason Parker had been on the front porch for those four or five days was because the guy had three or four pit bulls about the size of Dallas in his house.
“He had gray hair, but I guess it could have been black at one time. I didn’t ask if his name was Jefferson. But how many houses are white with blue trim? They’re just not that common. You’ll find a Jefferson or two in every neighborhood, but this house had hardwood floors. And who knows, one of the pit bulls might have been named Jefferson.”
Linihan, Parker and E.J. enjoyed a playful reunion that night and Linihan re-fitted Parker with a collar and identification tag.
“I’m thinking about putting 10 collars on him,” Linihan says. “In case one of them comes off, he’ll have nine more to go through.”
Linihan located Pam Case, the animal communicator, and visited with her. She told Linihan that she had helped locate other missing pets.
She talks to the pets, he said. During their meeting, she was conducting a “reading” with pets during an adoption session with prospective owners, he said.
A dog whisperer? “Yeah, and they whisper back,” he said, smiling. Has the experience altered his view of television psychics, Linihan was asked. “I’ve got to give it a little credence, you know?” he responded.
“Parker wasn’t very far away. He was at a white house with blue trim. All I know is, Parker is back home. And E.J. and I are doggone happy.”