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This was written throughout my morning so the times are a bit mixed up, some while home and some while at work!
I was in the bathroom last night, my Fiancé and I on Skype - he was sorting his shower out, I was already in my shower, relaxing my shoulders and back...the hot water falling down across my body into the plastic container we use to catch and recycle the water (so romantic 🤣).
He says to me:
I love you.
I am halfway through replying with love and sincerity:
I love - oh sh1t, sh%t!
I run out the bathroom and to my bedroom to check that the charging cables were in fact up and out of the way for chewing distance of my puppy. They were...of course they were...it's habit by now. All cables live hidden away and turned off when unattended, did that matter to me then? Nope! I'm a paranoid mommy and will rather break my neck running out the shower with slippy feet on the tiles to make sure my puppy isn't going to chew through something and electrocute himself than trust that I've moved the cables. You see, I'm not sleeping very well lately so I'm doubting everything and double checking everything...
Do you know what I did? I walked back into the bathroom, grabbed my towel and went and cleaned up my dripping wet footprints across the floor (naked bum in the frozen air, with all relaxation completely left my body), then quickly leapt back into the shower hoping he hadn't noticed I was gone for too long. Still trying to make sure we have our intimate moments of sharing our long distance lives together. Of course he noticed I was gone, because we have our routine...but he laughed knowing something had gone on to make me do the in-and-out thing. So when I got out the shower we were talking to each other as we dried ourselves...next thing I hear my little Floof's cry at the door. Everything is dropped and baby gets let into the bathroom and he sits staring at me while I dry myself. I didn't really get very dry, the clothes were thrown on after having a towel roughly dragged across my skin 🤣
It reminded me of one the funniest things I've ever seen...I felt like the lady in this clip yesterday:
It doesn't matter how many times I watch that video, tears of laughter are rolling down my face again. That lady, she needs a medal!
Side note, these people during lockdown (I saw this video while searching for the other one) 🤣😅
Being a fur-mom has a lot of similarities to being a mom of a human baby. I've been in the position with my ex where I helped to raise his 5 year old daughter and I was exactly the same with her as I am with my baby pie. She is now 19 years old, and even though him and I broke up over a decade ago...she still calls me and we still talk. I'm still a version of mom to her. Some may think that it's weird or impossible to love an animal the way we love humans...but I am one of those people who has no desire to have a child. I don't dream of being a Mom, and if I did, it would be a nightmare. I admire the women who I know (and have read about here) who have sacrificed everything to be a Mom.
Please check out this post by @Eybyoung it speaks about such a true and pure love that captures the relationship between Mom and Child so perfectly.
For me? The title of her post also speaks about the way I have been with my furbabies, except now...it's even more so. I'm an adult now, he is technically my first baby. I chose him, I'm raising him, of course with the help of Mom and Dad who care for him and nurture him when I'm at work. Here is my Mom in the morning now while I'm getting ready for work, with her son and her grandson 😅
I'm fortunate that my working day ends (most days) before 3pm, so I have more time with him than most people get. This is my child, my son:
He has fallen asleep on my lap now while I type this on my Dad's bed. Dad made us a beautiful pot of fresh coffee this morning after I woke up and he's watched the news while laughing at me laughing so hard at the videos I shared in this 😅 I've always been an early riser, but most mornings I'm up now between 2:30 and 3am...being Mom to this little sweet Floofy...he has helped me so much.
Photos and memories is all I have of her now. After 25 years of cuddles, life, growing up, going from a kid to a teenager to a working woman...she was there for me through everything. She was always there for me to cuddle and hold and she always comforted me.
Some people can live without that special furbaby. Some people say they won't get another pet after they lose one. I was battling to get out of bed every day and couldn't function at work. Walking in at home there was a giant hole in my life, there is still a hole in my life of where she was. She still isn't there, but the difference is, this little guy is:
Just because I've got my puppy now, doesn't mean I'll ever forget her, or stop thinking of her and remembering the times we had together. It just means that I can have a bundle of energy to love who comforts me through everything.
Animals don't live as long as humans. That's a sad and horrific fact. It would be easier to deal with if a dog or a cat lived to 60, or even 40. Then we could get a baby who would be with us until we die. Unfortunately that's never going to be possible.
I'm standing outside now after 2 cups of coffee and half a cup of tea clearing my head before I have to leave for work. I hate having to leave him, but I'll grab my strength from the nature in front of me...
And know that I'm leaving to make sure I can provide for him, for my Mom's boy, get them treats, and make sure my family is healthy, happy, comfortable and secure with no worries 🌻