Sunday, July 26, 2020

Have you ever fostered or adopted a little girl or boy?

Well, one day in October 2010, my wife, Eve, had 2 studs, Sammy and Kimbro, and since 2 was not enough she had decided to foster a little girl also. When she was brought home, she was so tiny, about 15 lbs at the most, and just 5 years old. Her name was apparently Minerva but Eve didn't like that name, & re-named her Mimi.
  
Mimi was overwhelmed since the 2 of them, were running all around trying to catch her. They were just as big, or shall I say as small, as she was. She could not hide from them due to their size similarity. I tried to put my hand out to let her know to come to me if she was being bothered too much. She, however, wasn't ready to come to me and just kept trying to get away from them. I was a little perplexed as to why Mimi would not come to me. Eve told me why she was so apprehensive of me.

It was then, that Eve gave me the terrifying news.

She told me that this precious lil girl was abused and that's why she was fostering her. I could not believe that some monster actually had the audacity to abuse this poor tiny defenseless lil girl. This was no man, in my opinion, he must have been, to say the least, a bully or a little insignificant insecure individual, that needed to pick on those much less than him. Even if he was a lean 150 lbs, that still would have dwarfed poor lil Mimi. If that all wasn't enough, what really topped it off and burned me up inside, was the fact that this inhumane intimidating bully actually locked her up inside his foreclosed home and left her to her impending death.

This was the sign that told me that I just had to adopt her. This was no longer a temporary situation because I could not have this precious Lil girl go into another possible scenario that could be similar. I decided then and there that she would from then on be My Lil Mimi. I adopted her for life.

I must not have made myself clear enough though, because the next day Eve took her back to the adoption agency and was about to be adopted all over again. When I saw she left, I went to the place and took her leash from another guy that was trying to get her adopted, and I made it clear this time that she was to be mine forever! Eve came back and got everything straight with the management. It was a relief that she was finally all mine from then on. 

So I and my Lil Mimi were together at last!

For the next month, everything seemed to be going well but unfortunately, Eve and I got into a little spat and she told me to leave. I did not have any place for myself so I was just sleeping in my truck. Unfortunately, my Lil Mimi was still with Eve. I knew that I had to find a place quickly if I was to get Mimi back. I finally found a place that would take not only me but my Lil Mimi. Since Eve knew that 3 of them would be too much for her to handle she eventually gave Mimi back to me.

From that moment forth, we would never part ways again, ever! 

After a few months, I met someone else and she and I set up housekeeping together.

One night after coming home from shopping, I was putting items away in a closet and Mimi freaked out!

I could not tell what her problem was, but she had gone into the bathroom and just hid behind the toilet. She was also squealing intermittently. I wasn't even touching her but she kept squealing whenever I came close to her. I thought something was wrong and I didn't know what to do. I wasn't sure if she would make it through the night, so I just got down on the ground with her and did what I could for her. I tried giving her treats and she would not even touch them. Brandy, my lady friend, called an emergency number and it would be $200 just to see her. I decided that if I just watched her and stayed close to her that she would be fine through the night. 

7 am arrived and we went straight to the doctor's office. The owner of the practice saw us and tested her and told us that she was not in any physical pain. We were very perplexed about what the problem was then,

because what else could it be?

It was from this moment that I knew she had some psychological problems.
This fucking asshole monster must have really done a number on her!

I could just be there for her and offer her my support and let her heal in time. She had another psychological break just once more and she's been fine ever since thank god!

Well, I guess you must have already figured out by now that my Lil Mimi is not only my daughter but my Lil Chi, which is short for chihuahua. She is long-haired and extremely adorable. For those of you who know the meaning of a dog being your family, I won't have to say another word, but for those who have a hard time seeing animals as family, just imagine if your child was hurt, it's the same feeling for me as Mimi is my daughter.

After my experience with My Lil Mimi, I would like to say my piece on animal cruelty.

If I ever see a person (I use that word loosely) abuse or harm an animal-->I will act first, then deal with questions later! 
Got it?

Now that you know that she is my Lil chi, let me tell you a little about the breed.

Chis are fiercely loyal and will protect you as if their life depends on it. Every time someone enters she will bark letting me know. Furthermore, even though chis are naturally protective, she is even more so, I feel because she was abused so badly that now since she is with a loving caring master, she does not want to lose me, which makes her even more protective.

Please just allow me to share just one more thing with you; how well behaved and special she is.

I can let her downstairs and she will do her "business" and come back up on her own without me even watching her.

Don't worry, I keep my ears and eyes open for trouble, listening for her barks. She is so well behaved, that she never barks unless there is trouble. She doesn't chase other K9s and she rarely has an "accident" and just follows me around. She is also ok taking a bath.

She will even hop off the bed to go to the floor if I let her up to be with me in bed!

Does your dog behave this well too??

LOVE my Bae

LOVE questions:

Bae,

These are 3 questions I ask myself constantly and I think I have found the answers. So let's take a look at each question and I will answer them to my best ability while you also give me your answers to them.

1. What does love mean to you?

To me, love means happiness and safety.
Happiness comes from seeing your face and hearing your voice. Even when it's silent between us and the far miles are between us, just thinking about how much we mean to us, its as if you are here with me which makes me overjoyed.

The safety comes from trust. I can trust you completely since I feel safe with you.

Bae said breakfast in bed, Sunday kisses, watching movies, cuddling by the fireplace, massage

2. How would you describe that love?

To describe it would be hard. I long to hear your voice and see your face, but when I do, I am elated beyond comprehension. I constantly feel you against my body where you and I both belong together. I can close my eyes and I can picture you right at my side smiling at me, holding me with your protective loving arms.

You said finishing up one another's sentences. Because you know what they mean and what they want to say. 


3. What made you fall in love?

This one is the easiest to answer, I fell in love since you allow me to be myself.
Not only do I feel safe with you, but you also feel safe with me and that is something I will never betray. You know my deepest darkest secrets, my likes, and dislikes, my needs and desires, and you still accept me without judgment. I'm glad you accept me for my orientation. You are the only one for me. I can and will be forever loyal to you.

You said because I made you a shake. 
Cuddles, sweet kisses, will do anything for you. 
Holding each other close to feel good and safe, & comfortable.
Love letters and sweet thoughts throughout the day.
Watching movies together and cuddling. 


This is just a small dose of how I feel with you. I can say all the words in the English language and they still won't do it justice on how much I  love you beyond your awareness. The trust, safety, and love you have given me as your boyfriend, then as your husband, mean so much to me beyond expression.

When I hear the word husband, it makes me feel that I must be the most important person in your life and that you want to spend the rest of eternity together, something I haven't ever felt.
I want you as my lover, my husband, my life, but I also want you to love me with all your being and emotion, when and wherever you want to give it.

I love you Bae FOREVER, you are my world and my life forever more.

Wednesday, July 22, 2020

Why am I here?

Have you ever asked yourself this question?

Or perhaps, you may be wondering.....

Why was I even born?


Sometimes I do ponder these very inquiries. Its because when I contemplate what field to enter, or get married, live the eternal single life, I just don't know the proper path to follow. Staying single, though, does not give me the opportunity to create offspring. I just don't know my purpose here or what I am even supposed to be doing in my own existence. Its mainly when I get frustrated with myself or I wonder what I am to do when I am always failing at everything I try.

However, I have a few possibilities in mind.

Maybe I am to do nothing more than to be here for my lil Mimi, my little fur daughter. She was abused for the 1st 5 years of her life, then I stepped in and saved her from further abuse, both mentally and physically I'm sure. When I saved her, I was told this poor defenseless lil chi, was not only abused but then she was left in a foreclosed home, most certainly to meet her demise. To this day I just don't know, for the life of me, how someone could ever do that. I wasn't going to risk her receiving this abuse anymore. If I didn't adopt her, then she could have started the vicious cycle all over again, who knows?

It makes me wonder if I were to end myself early, and leave her behind, would this mean that I failed my mission in life?

On the other hand, maybe I am here just to be a kind heart to people I interact with. I am on a few websites where I reply to people's posts when they have written work that is putting themselves down or other sad posts of different types. I mean, I am a decent guy, in my own opinion anyway. 
It doesn't even have to be in internet land, it can be in person. After all, supposedly if you interact with anyone, no matter how slight, it can lead to a ripple in the space-time continuum. 

Didn't you see, Back to the Future?

Or maybe, it is my destiny to impact this world on a much grander scale. I might possibly become an advocate or even an activist. After all, I am the ever-famous BiMaleNudist, on Twitter.

Yes, I am Bi and a nudist.

Any more questions?

If not an advocate, then I will impact my future soulmate or may even adopt a child.

"Anything is possible."
It's one philosophy I adhere to.

Being bisexual AND a nudist, just those two alone would give me 2 areas in which to fight for. Even more so if I decide to fight for youth. Since nudists are the only minority that have NO rights, this would be a life long battle. Especially as the whole world is, for the most part, against wearing what you were born with.

WOW!

The possibilities are infinite. 

I will just continue my present path and maintain my good nature with others, and hopefully, I will realize my mission, or purpose, in life when the time is right.

WHEW!!

A mouthful.

Tuesday, July 21, 2020

I am something, yet I am nothing

I am something, because

 I am a son, brother, cousin, and a good husband to my special family.

I'm a driver who could meet you by accident and affect your life inadvertently.

I'm a friend who can make your life easier or harder.

If we are all connected, my actions would affect you. A ripple in the water.

if I am spotted doing something abnormal, people would notice and take action.

if I die, my family and friends would be very hurt and sad. 




yet I am nothing.


I have been here for less than a century, yet the oceans, mountains, and sun have been here since the beginning of time.

I am, but just a spec of dust compared to the size of my surroundings, ie, city, state, country, and world.

If I was on the crowded highway, you would never even see me.

I may be 200 pounds, but I am lighter than a feather when compared to the weight of the ocean, mountains, or a single building.

If I am in the middle of the ocean, desert, or forest, then I could never be heard or seen.

I am no better than you or them, I am just another Joe Blo on this vast earth, doing the best I can till I part ways.

If I were to die, the world would not even blink an eye. Much different than a world leader or celebrity.

Also if I were to die, it would be weeks before anyone would notice.