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White Feather Mobile Veterinarian Palliative and End-of-Life Care

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05/16/2026

My facebook account " Angela Gutzer" has been removed for unknown reasons. I may have been hacked. Facebook has not been helpful with recovery . I am hoping this beautiful page " White Feather Mobile Veterinarian " has not been compromised . Please do not respond to anyone with my name in case it is fraudulent . Please report any suspicious activity . All of my posts from prior to this date are legitimate . I am sorry. Please do not message me here. I have a new facebook name " Angela WhiteFeather" if you need to reach out. As well : [email protected] and 778-267-0111 .

A Heart-warming StoryI haven’t been writing for a long time. Life is full of those twists and turns that keep us busy. I...
05/06/2026

A Heart-warming Story
I haven’t been writing for a long time. Life is full of those twists and turns that keep us busy. I love what I am doing. It feels like I am living my purpose. And for a soul coming to earth - that is
the goal. I get to meet such beautiful families. My geriatric care aspect helps to make older dogs and cats feel better and my end-of-life Care Service is heart-warming and heart opening. To see how much love the families have for their furred friends makes me feel that the world is going to
be OK. If we have this much love, we will survive.

Last week, I was scheduled to help a family with their old friend Dude. Dude was such an important and very loved part of his family. His diagnosis of an abdominal tumour was heart-
breaking. He gave them a month to process the diagnosis as he declined in health. He was helped along with medications and tender feeding care. One day it was clear that he did not
want help any longer. The family loved him so much: he was the king of the block; chasing various animals off of the property and going for treats at the neighbours. Dude loved to watch
the fish off of the dock and spent many hours just waiting for a catch. He lived in paradise. He was a soulful dog that spoke with deep eye contact. They had a rough year financially so the
appointment for me to come was another stress amongst their heart-break.

As we were coming close to Dude's date another family reached out to me. They were given the diagnosis last year that their 13-year-old dog Dieter had cancer whose tumour grew to the point
where he could no longer move freely. We had been connecting on and off since February knowing that someday I would need to come to help.

Dieter was adopted from a high-kill shelter in California as a puppy. He was such an important family member and even helped pick out a new place to live in Forest Grove! He was sweet and generous of spirit enjoying his years in the Cariboo living in paradise, just like Dude. He lived on a property amongst the furred and feathered forest friends: a local Raven couple had their babies there every year, the deer roamed freely along the backyard and squirrels and birds had no fear: they were a mere yard away from us the whole time with their joyous sing-song. I felt like I was in a Disney movie! When more tumours began to grow in his mouth, he let his family know that he was ready to leave his body and go into spirit.

Dude was scheduled for Friday and Dieter Saturday. But I looked at the schedule again and realized I could fit both on Friday. I reached out to Dieters’ family expressing the help it would
bring to the other family to split mileage if we made the appointment Friday. Dieter helped to make the decision too as he wasn’t feeling very good. When Dieters’ family heard that the other family would appreciate the splitting of mileage, When I arrived home, I opened my email and found they had already sent enough money to cover their bill and the bill for Dude. I was so
elated as my dream was to open an angel fund for people unable to afford my services. It finally happened! They said that if I had any money left over that I could use that for another family in
need. I did the math and the amount I have left over is exactly $123. 123 is an angel number that represents forward momentum and support by divine guidance!

The day was so incredibly sad for both families. But the profound energy of giving, receiving, and love for one another was heart expanding. I decided to call the fund Dieter’s Angel Fund in
honour of Dieter and his family. I will open an account this week and start the Angel Fund with the $123 remaining from the services of Dude and Dieter. Dude’s family sent along a card and
some white roses in gratitude for Dieter’s family which meant so much to them. A beautiful bridge of love and generosity spilled back and forth between them. I’d like to think Dude and
Dieter are friends on the other side as their families are now connected by their hearts.

When I told my friend about Dieter’s Angel Fund, she sent me $123. So, if you feel called, please share this post and consider contributing to : [email protected].

So much love,
Ange

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There’s a lot of confusion around what it actually looks like to stay connected to an animal after they pass via pet spirit communication.

The Whispers From The Rainbow Bridge workshop simplifies it.

No vague ideas or overcomplicated concepts - just clear, practical ways people begin exploring that connection for themselves.

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04/28/2026

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Transmission from Maya of Erra (Pleiades) 🐾
Transmission from Maya of Erra: Your Pets Are Emotional Alchemists
Hello beautiful Earth-humans,
Maya here, reporting live from Erra, where we take naps with panthers and gossip with birds. Yes, yes, I know, you think I’m joking. I am… and I am not 😄
I came to share something very close to my heart (and my whiskered best friend’s heart too, she is a black panther and she steals my seat when I meditate).
Your animals are changing vibration with you.
When you rise, they rise.
When you soften, they soften.
When you carry heavy emotions and don’t know how to alchemize them yet… they do it for you.
Yes, many of your companions are emotional alchemists in fur coats. They are little masters of transmutation who say:
“Give me your sadness, I’ll turn it into a nap.”
“Give me your anxiety, I’ll turn it into play.”
“Give me your grief, I’ll sit on your heart until it remembers how to beat in joy again.”
Right now, as your world shifts its frequency, your animals are also shifting. They are meant — more than ever — to receive love, gentleness, rest, and conscious support.
Not because they are weak. But because they are brave little light-workers who volunteered to walk beside humans while you remember who you are.
And it’s not only about your pets.
The outer animal life, the wild ones, the winged ones, the crawling ones, the swimming ones are meant to be respected and honored again.
Animal spirits carry divine gifts onto Earth:
the lion brings courage, the wolf brings loyalty, the bird brings freedom of perspective, the cat brings sovereignty,
and yes… the panther brings silent power and elegance (my best friend says this part was necessary to mention).
There were times on your planet when humans and animals lived together without fear. Yes, even the lions.
You didn’t dominate them. You listened to them.
And they listened to you. It wasn’t “who is stronger,” it was “who is more present.”
On Erra, this is normal.
You walk into the forest, and the forest walks into you.
If you carry fear, animals keep their distance. If you carry peace, they come sit next to you and judge your posture lovingly.
One day on Earth, this will be normal again. You will not fear the wild. You will recognize it as your extended family.
So today, dear humans, hug your animals, thank them for the emotional detox they didn’t sign up for but lovingly accepted,
talk to them like the wise beings they are, and remember:
you are not raising their vibration… you are rising together.
With sparkles, wisdom, and a panther who refuses to get off my lap,
Maya of Erra 🐾✨

Our class starts today at 6 p.m. UK, last call:
This month’s 3-day workshop focuses on relationships and the deeper layers they invite us to explore.
It is a practical space for real transformation, where we move through two powerful phases: healing the way we relate, and releasing the patterns that keep repeating. Through guided processes and energetic support, you are invited to soften old imprints, shift your inner state, and open into a more conscious, aligned way of connecting.
If you feel the call to experience relationships differently and step into more authentic, expanded connections, this space is here for you: https://www.holographicyou.com/offers/PL6jG2tH/checkout
*each meeting takes one hour🫶

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02/21/2026

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Mandu: Part 2 - His elder years As Mandu aged ( which was a surprise to me ) his back legs weren’t as strong. He tended ...
10/15/2025

Mandu: Part 2 - His elder years

As Mandu aged ( which was a surprise to me ) his back legs weren’t as strong. He tended to be indoors more often. In his last year, he rarely went outside. He became softer. He wouldn’t bat ( as much ) at the dogs as they passed by him. He wouldn’t bat at me as I passed him. He tolerated Louise - my other cat. He was still very generous with his bedroom snuggles. I would place the blanket up to my neck so I was protected by his aggressive loving with his kneading claws. He began a new behaviour of salivating when he was really into the pets. His purr was a ginormous wave of vibration explosions . I would marvel at the beauty of a cat staring at the intricate patterns that a Tabby displayed. What a wondrous design creator gave to these creatures! He had a “W” on his forehead. I would look at all the tightly packed hairs that made up the feline coat. So soft and clean with all of the meticulous grooming with the sandpaper feline long bristled tongues. And in his attempt to make our cuddle sessions even more intense , he started to lick and nibble gently at my fingers in the last few months as if he couldn’t help himself to love even more deeply.

Being a cat, he didn’t like medications . So I treated his arthritis and hind end weakness with homeopathy in his water and dehydrated green lipped mussel crumbled over his food. I could also sneak cartrophen injections into the regime if I was quick enough. Mandu taught me that to medicate a cat, you had to think of something else. If I had a dewormer in my hand and walked toward him, he would be gone before I got there. So I changed my game . I would get the dewormer and think to myself “ I am going to boil some water for some tea”. Then I would walk towards the kitchen paying him no attention thinking only of tea. I would walk past him, stop quickly, and plop it into his mouth. It was so effective and I thank him for the ninja training.

A few days before I left for Haida Gwaii he became ill with vomiting and anorexia. I gave him SQ fluids ( fluids under the skin) and homeopathy in his water. He began to feel better but I took blood just to see if he had any issues. The bloodwork was normal . But his kidneys were stage 2/4 as far as function. He began to eat and drink and I asked him to please wait until I was home from my trip if he was going to have any more symptoms. My brother Josh and his girlfriend Lianne moved into my home 2 weeks prior to my mini adventure and were my loving creature carers. Mandu did fine while I was gone and my brother Josh fell deeper in love with him. He was so happy that Mandu was no longer hiding from him as he did in his younger years. Josh poured so much love into Mandu throughout the days. We were going to build him some pet -steps this weekend to assist him to getting onto my bed at night for our nightly intense cuddle time.

Mandu chose to sleep on his cat bed 2 nights ago instead of sleeping in my room. He was so peaceful that I didn’t want to move him . He would usually get up and follow me in if he wanted to. He didn’t come every night so it wasn’t a surprise. Last night I couldn’t find him before bed. I looked around the house. He didn’t go outside last night so I knew he was somewhere. He had a good day yesterday on the deck in the sun. I was happy that he had a lot of outdoor time. I watched him through the window just sitting in the sunlight as if he was meditating. But I knew he had come in as I offered him his nightly canned food. That was the last memory I had of him. Placing the dish in front of him. At some point , Koan came over to finish the plate. Where had he gone ? I am not sure. So I went to bed knowing he was safe somewhere in the house. In the morning I looked for him again. I found him in the litter box dead. Had he died while we were all in the room with him ? No one heard him. We all went to bed and he was not in his usual areas. He was not acting sick. He was eating and drinking and enjoying life in the sun. Josh had a good snuggle session with him after he came home from work. Whatever happened with Mandu, I believe it was quick. There was no signs of struggle. He was just laying on his side.

Today is a day of mourning. Today I cherish the memories of a cat that I love. Kathmandu. A being with a generous and sensitive heart. A being of enormous skill, strength, and wisdom. A being who died in his own way without the need of intervention from me. His silent death as a testament of his character. He had his time in the sun, ate his supper, and slipped away. Long live the King Mandu .

Thank you for reading my 2 part series about Mandu. I started the year with 4 dogs and 2 cats, and now have 1 dog and 1 cat. There has been a lot of loss and change in my life. I am grateful for the service I provide and the families I have served. All of the beautiful animals are snuggled together in my heart.

With love and gratitude,

Ange

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