Lame Pet Psychic Tricks
Of all the fake psychics (some redundancy there), the lamest has to be the pet psychic. Think about it. If a psychic deals with people, at least they have to have some basic skills in cold reading, they have to be able to read the person to some extent, and know the sorts of guesses to throw out and how to follow them up. Most importantly, they need to know how to extract themselves from the inevitable wrong guesses, and leave the victim still thinking they guessed right. But the pet psychic doesn’t have to bother with too much of that. After all, Rover is hardly going to sit up and say, “no, I never thought of chasing rabbits,” now is he?
Even lamer than the pet psychic is the reporter reporting credulously and with no skepticism at all about the pet psychic. For evidence of this, see what somebody called Julia Lyon wrote recently in The Salt Lake Tribune: Utah pet psychic would ‘rather talk to dogs’
“I’ll go to a barbecue and people will have their dogs there — I’d rather talk to the dogs,”
Yeah, I’ll bet the other people there are happier that way too.
Raider, a Jack Russell terrier, loves his name but doesn’t want to wear dog clothing. And that big black dog he sometimes visits? Yes, that’s a friend.
A black dog? Four of my neighbors have dogs and three of them are “black.” Well, they are black enough and big enough that they would fit the description “big black dog.” I guess that’s the dog equivalent of “do you know an ‘M’ or a ‘J’ name?”