Emily Blue Richards
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Stories (7/0)
Love is what?
What is love? The answer is everywhere but not all the time. Combine a calendar together training one’s skills, always unique. Love is messy and comes in all kinds of shapes and forms. Love can easy and immaculate, full of pot holes or spotless. Loving feelings even be protected in calorie-controlled portions, frozen for later. Love is what's active inside spirit. Love is described and exercised across the world full of athletes. Be fit and agile to attract companions to complement and nourish the ways love happens. Step right up when it’s your turn to collect a lifetime membership for love.
By Emily Blue Richards2 years ago in Humans
Release the Hounds
For over a decade people nodded politely and said my plans would were furless, every single person thought I was barking mad. I breed and train WELL NATURED purebred dachshunds, therapy sausages that nurture sick souls and make broken hearts whole. Sausage is truly sensational, a once in a life time pooch. First and the most perfect little love muscle. Sausage is bratwurst shaped key to my heart and catalyst of it all. Or should I say, “DOGALYST”. An unbelievable dachshund, filled with prewar pork mince, a banger bursting with emotional intelligence. Her lowered suspension gear means she handles ever so smooth as silk. A coat symmetrically perfect, painted gloss black and tan. The sausage satin black finish shines like a mirror. A mother soon, pregnant with all my amazing futures and doggo opportunities. Sausage is maturing beyond my wildest dreams. She is on heat for the third time in March. From her first litter, these pure pups of therapeutic delight will breed heavens on earth, a place seen to be believed. 2 to 4 bitches, to start my journey as a niche breeder. Hounds. Then I this time next year I will collect my blue great dane. A dane should be agile, spirited and eagerly obedient with breathtakingly good manners. A giant, gentle and attentive lady who makes sensitive choices when navigating her environment. She grows tall with highest levels of compassion. She loves to care and watch over her humans. Her stoic temperament is royally dignified, but struts with confidence of her celebrity in public. She uses subtle gestures to make sure she is perfectly placed at my side. A superdog with supercharged loyalty. She is greatness dogified (personified). A dachshund. Iconic and always in vogue with long list of popular genetics. A dog whose instincts drive it a torpedo, a low flying ankle assassin. Or trained and watched over to encourage the dreamy qualities of a Frankfurt shaped life changer. Dachshunds learn quicker and remember longer than elephants. Dachshunds must be nurtured attentively and have genous amounts experiences that reinforces the desireable capacity. Longer memory banks and an overactive prefrontal cortex deepens a Chipotles capabilities on every level. A dog that can hold true substance. Depth of character, the hot dog is very much humanlike. A pet with a truly therapeutic disposition. The unique physique gives reason for the special treatment. She is highly aware of her dwarfhood and takes advantage of those who dote. The sausage must find true strength mind, body and soul to protect her delicate body. She hold long sweet disposition, cruising through life with perfectly evolved sence of self preservation. Enough bluff and bravery to put a smile on every face. As the most emotional of hounds, she is very sensitive, she seeks happiness and affection to stay satisfied. My world will be covered in slobbery licks both giant and dwarfed. My first Dane, “Tess” she was 17 years young, always distinguished. We had the heaviest of hearts when it came time to carry her down the longest green mile. I’m ready to parent a little giant to be, this lass will given every opportunity to become the greatest of Danes. I would like to have her settled in, socialized and stable so she’s able to be young big~little aunt for my sausages litters. In a couple of years the socials will be flooding with puppy photos. Happy snaps of a brilliant organised chaos of both Dachshund and Dane in pup at the same time. The fairytale now my reality, I am lapping up all my delightful doggy duties and dogmatic decisions. I am released, my life unleashed by the happiest hounds.
By Emily Blue Richards2 years ago in Petlife
Love birds
What is love? Loves comes in all kinds of shapes and forms. Love expans to bare enless spectrums of polarity. Loving feelings even be protected in calorie-controlled portions, frozen for later. Love is what's active inside spirit. Love is described and exercised across the world full of athletes. Be fit and agile to attract companions to complement and nourish the ways love happens. Step right up when it’s your turn to collect a lifetime membership for love. I deeply apologize and grieve for those who are weak in love. Some spirits are disabled of love.
By Emily Blue Richards2 years ago in Humans
Seasons of washed sin
Forever waves cascade on my high tide of sins. My mind awash with where it all begins. Hopeless unknowning horizons stretch searching into the expanse of my existence filled with the treasure chests pirated by lovers who left. Souls use maps to an "ex" that marks the spot where the loot of love is hidden. Where answers to all my hopes and dreams lay deep on a faraway sea bed. Inviting seas span across my future, present and past driven by strong currents worth discovering. Waters flow to the romantic riptide inside and sink deep to the deepest eternal love. One soul steps up and surrenders to the pressure of these depths forever for a lustfull aduction. All consuming, pulling and pushing our souls from all sides to drown in feelings once forgotten now reignited.
By Emily Blue Richards3 years ago in Fiction
Cancer Earth Dog
It's 1:45 AM on the day of reckoning. The computer keeps freezing and my 20-year-old cat is meowing at me as I move the laptop outside to smoke. We can only hope by the time I finish this book I won’t be inhaling these horrible cancer sticks. How dare I keep smoking, that’s how my mother’s life ended so early. She was a cancer earth dog. Born on the 25th of June, 1958. A birthday perfectly placed 6 months before Christmas. If you are into horoscopes you may find it ironic, she died so abruptly in her cancer earth dog year, the 18th of March 2018. She would have been 60. If you don’t understand the irony, just google it. Cancer-Earth-Dog.
By Emily Blue Richards4 years ago in Families