Asia Moore

Welcome to my bio, please watch my funny & educational videos on Amazon's Asia Moore page. My life history is a story of a circuitous route that made me laugh, because it eventually brought me full circle. I knew at an early age where my heart lay, yet as I got older the wind blew me in many other different directions, none of which really spoke to me, until I learned that returning to my childhood was my destiny. I spent my first 18 years amidst the beauty and serenity of nature living a real-life “Dr. Doolittle” story, being influenced and largely raised by creatures of the wild, including dogs, cats, mice, many flying species, such as bats, hummers, sparrows, crows, ravens, quail, stellar jays, eagles, hawks, owls and more. Plus there were domesticated flying friends (chickens and ducks), tiny insects, slithering snakes and lizards, jumping frogs, buzzing bees, fluttering butterflies, hopping rabbits, goats that would eat anything, graceful deer, beautiful horses, masked raiding raccoons, and all the amazing creatures that lived in the sea. Before I was ten years old I had experienced close encounters with many animals, birds, insects, reptiles and fish who told me when they didn’t really appreciate my interference and put me in my place the only way they knew how…with their teeth, claws, hooves, beaks or stingers. We had 30-acres that fronted onto the ocean on one side and a large forest on another, and we also had a pond filled with frogs where me and my two brothers would often have contests to see who could catch the smallest or largest frog. I used to drive my mother crazy by playing with field mice that I would put up my sleeve and let them wander until they found their way out, after giving me the occasional bite. However, I really made her lose it when I’d bring an entire cardboard box full of writhing snakes into the kitchen. I became very skilled at stalking deer in our lower field and this was one of my favourite pastimes. Once the grass grew about 4-feet tall, I would wait for dusk and the deer to timidly emerge from the edges of the forest to graze. Then I’d slowly sneak up on them to see how stealthy I could be and how close I could get. Every time one of the deer would raise their head, because they thought they saw something moving in the grass, I would stand very still, and they would go back to grazing. I was a teenager, and then came my first dog, which I named Cindy because the colour of her coat reminded by of the cinders that would be left in the fireplace after a big fire. She taught me so much and became an amazing dog and I taught her endless tricks. She could even climb a totally vertical ladder and push open the trap door with her head to get into our treehouse, and she kept my two mean brothers from sneaking into my room. She would sleep on the bottom of my bed and if they tried to get into my room, she would curl her lip and growl. I don’t think she would have ever really harmed them, but her growl was enough to send them packing. I have a scar on my right hand to this day that is a fond remembrance of Cindy. One summer afternoon we were walking down a narrow dirt road when a big, roaring cement truck came barreling toward us. She was so scared that I picked her up and in her extreme fear, she didn’t know what she was doing and bit my hand while trying to get away from this terrifying noise. Another lesson learned — don’t get your hands (or any other body parts) in the way of a scared dog. My childhood teachers were a varied cast of characters consisting of anything that crawled, walked or ran on the earth, swam in the ocean or flew in the sky. In other words, most of my childhood was spent in the presence of domesticated or wild creatures, observing, learning and living closely with them in their natural habitat where we would sit together, quietly breathing and listening to nature. So many stories. I’m happy to say that even though some of my younger lessons involved being bitten, scratched, thrown, kicked, stomped, stung, and scared straight by my wild teachers, this never deterred me from continuing my ongoing studies. I learned at a very early age that in the natural animal world, the rewards of patience and the lessons waiting for anyone who will sit still long enough to listen, are beyond measure. I’ve never known a time when animals and specifically dogs were not a very central part of my personal journey and I truly believe that I can attribute the fact that I learned so well the most important of life’s lessons to all of natures creatures, including each and every dog that walked the path with me and that continue to teach me wonderful lessons every day. After first striking out from home I ended up feeling like a fish out of water living in a noisy city and finding myself in a variety of working situations that didn’t involve dogs directly. However, even when working in a building that kept me inside all day, the fur friends knew how to find their way to me. I rescued many lost dogs and stray cats along the way, and even brought two wild kittens home with me when on vacation in Hawaii. Never have I been happier, felt more alive and truly myself than when I’m in the midst of nature and all its wonderful creatures. I’m so very grateful that life placed me in a situation where I can give back to the dogs of the world as a tribute to those incredible creatures of the wild who began my education and understanding of nature and how the canine mind fits into it so many years ago. Much time passed before I finally realized that I had already found my true calling so many years before and the joke was truly on me. My journey brought me full circle when I moved back to a quieter, more country-like existence and began teaching dog psychology to those special humans who valued learning how to live a peaceful, happy life with their chosen canine fur friends. I keep writing more and more dog breed books and through the many branches of my dog whispering business, my husband Jim and I have recently decided to make life simple and put them all in the same place as a tribute to our current dog (Boris) who has been an integral part of our dog whispering team for almost 14 years now. You will eventually be able to find all the different sections of my dog whispering business under one website, called AskBoris.com, or you can visit them individually as noted below. K-9 Super Heroes Dog Whispering.com - teaching dog psychology to humans and helping dog’s de-stress Must Have Publishing.com - writing books, books, and more books Knows To Nose.com - human/dog matching service AskBoris.com - where all the above sites will eventually land — and where we plan to animate Boris so visitors can see him talk, and where they will be able to enjoy all things dog. Thanks for reading my bio, I will be updating it from time to time, so keep visiting.. :) Asia