A very Happy Thanksgiving salutation to all of our Great American Citizens and Patriots who have been so nice in allowing our Country to be divided, disrupted, carved up, murdered, beaten, mugged, and laughed at, along with certain other foolish countries throughout the World, for being “Politically Correct,” and just plain STUPID, when it comes to Immigration. The official United States Foreign population stands at 53 million people (Census), most of which are on welfare, from failed nations, or from prisons, mental institutions, gangs, or drug cartels. They and their children are supported through massive payments from Patriotic American Citizens who, because of their beautiful hearts, do not want to openly complain or cause trouble in any way, shape, or form. They put up with what has happened to our Country, but it’s eating them alive to do so! A migrant earning $30,000 with a green card will get roughly $50,000 in yearly benefits for their family. The real migrant population is much higher. This refugee burden is the leading cause of social dysfunction in America, something that did not exist after World War II (Failed schools, high crime, urban decay, overcrowded hospitals, housing shortages, and large deficits, etc.). As an example, hundreds of thousands of refugees from Somalia are completely taking over the once great State of Minnesota. Somalian gangs are roving the streets looking for “prey” as our wonderful people stay locked in their apartments and houses hoping against hope that they will be left alone. The seriously retarded Governor of Minnesota, Tim Walz, does nothing, either through fear, incompetence, or both, while the worst “Congressman/woman” in our Country, Ilhan Omar, always wrapped in her swaddling hijab, and who probably came into the U.S.A. illegally in that you are not allowed to marry your brother, does nothing but hatefully complain about our Country, its Constitution, and how “badly” she is treated, when her place of origin is a decadent, backward, and crime ridden nation, which is essentially not even a country for lack of Government, Military, Police, schools, etc. Even as we have progressed technologically, Immigration Policy has eroded those gains and living conditions for many. I will permanently pause migration from all Third World Countries to allow the U.S. system to fully recover, terminate all of the millions of Biden illegal admissions, including those signed by Sleepy Joe Biden’s Autopen, and remove anyone who is not a net asset to the United States, or is incapable of loving our Country, end all Federal benefits and subsidies to noncitizens of our Country, denaturalize migrants who undermine domestic tranquility, and deport any Foreign National who is a public charge, security risk, or non-compatible with Western Civilization. These goals will be pursued with the aim of achieving a major reduction in illegal and disruptive populations, including those admitted through an unauthorized and illegal Autopen approval process. Only REVERSE MIGRATION can fully cure this situation. Other than that, HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO ALL, except those that hate, steal, murder, and destroy everything that America stands for — You won’t be here for long!

May 14, 2024 7:47AM daddy was the first to hold you. Together, we spoke over you all the prayers and blessings for your future. I can’t help but rewatch these videos, endlessly, and I know as you grow up, you’ll be the same way. There’s moments I wish I could step back into…especially the moments of your “firsts” that daddy was alive to witness. You’re forever our little love. Our little peacemaker. It’ll be the honor of my life to witness you becoming a trailblazer for the truth, for goodness, for patience, for joy, and for faithfulness, with the presence of the Holy Spirt and all the angels in Heaven, including Daddy, cheering you on. Happy 2nd Birthday sweet boy. You heal my broken heart in ways I’ll never be able to articulate.

Friends… we lost Sharpie. It’s been emotionally heavy over here. We all knew from the beginning that this outcome was still a strong possibility, even with all the work I’m doing to try and avoid it, but this news still feels devastating to have to share. Even though intakes like Sharpie are wild animals who are only with me for a few short weeks, the loss of these hydro babies always breaks my heart. I think part of what makes these losses so difficult emotionally is that these babies are often some of the sweetest patients. You wouldn’t normally want to encourage a rehab patient to bond to you, however, these babies don’t process the world quite the same way as a typical fox kit. Their lack of normal fear - which is always part of how a human was able to get their hands on them in the first place - and their inability to really distinguish friend versus foe means they seek out comfort and affection and express excitement in a way that makes it almost impossible not to become attached. Sharpie was arguably our hardest hydro baby loss yet, because he was SO “good”. He was so much more like a “typical” kit than most cases. I really thought he might “be the first one” because of his encouraging mentation and ability to function. His sudden decline was a blow to the chest, to say the least. Some of you may remember the hydrocephalic baby we named Coconut from a few years ago; he wasn’t with us long, as usual, but that loss really stung for my daughter, Ella. I still remember coming home from the vet without him in the carrier and watching her young, knowing eyes instantly fill with tears. Well, Ella has been more involved than ever assisting where she safely can with my wildlife rehab work this year, prompted both by her maturing and showing genuine, personal interest in my work, and also by my fractured foot forcing me to heavily rely on loved ones for help. Her true involvement this year led to Ella really viewing Sharpie as “her intake” in a way. Even though she understood from the beginning that this outcome was still likely - because we haven’t quite “figured it out” yet, & because I’m VERY transparent with my children about the realities of this line of work - it still shattered her heart. So, grieving Sharpie’s loss while simultaneously empathizing with my own blood and mini-me as she experienced her first truly excruciating rehab heartbreak, seeing silent tears fog her glasses when I acknowledged that it was time… that was a very unique kind of pain. Sharpie was playful, curious, and full of personality. He happily ran around carrying toys in his mouth, activated his little “Porsha ears” every time he heard someone approaching, loved cuddling with Apple, and genuinely just seemed happy to exist. He was also able to stay with us a couple weeks longer than most (and again, he was not just “alive” - he appeared comfortable and maintained the ability to perform most normal functions), which was very encouraging. And that’s exactly why I will continue pushing back against the idea that every one of these babies should automatically be euthanized upon intake. Because Sharpie’s life mattered, and I have absolutely no doubt that he ENJOYED life right up until his sudden turn for the worse - which, unfortunately, is a spontaneous reality that can occur with the delicate brains of these babies, especially in these early stages while we’re still fine-tuning medical management and seeing if they may someday become appropriate candidates for surgery. But because of all of you, his story became bigger than just another loss. We were able to officially confirm severe obstructive hydrocephalus via MRI. We gathered advanced imaging while he was still with us, more data, & more firsthand experience managing this condition than we’ve ever had before. We learned from him, documented it all, and even though his loss feels like a smash to the heart, his life ultimately moved this mission another step forward. CAPTION CONTINUED…