“Too damned quiet in here!” I muttered as I tossed off the quilt that suddenly made me feel like a baked potato.
“What the hell was I thinking sending him away like that so soon after his being sick again?”
Standing with a grumble I made my way to the coffee-pot and the left-over coffee waiting there. Tears stung my eyes as I poured the coffee into the cup I’d partially filled with cream. Thrusting it angrily into the microwave giving the door a mighty slam as I stalked off to the bathroom to wash my face and try to clear my head.
I knew it needed doing. He needed another bath. His allergies were itching him to pieces and it would only be a matter of time until another hotspot formed if it wasn’t dealt with. I just couldn’t get that awful feeling to go away. I knew the doctor’s diagnosis of a virus was correct, the meds and food had already begun to work their magik but still…
“Hey Siri, read messages.” I commanded my iPhone which lay uselessly on the table a few feet away. The computerized voice read the one message there which had nothing to do with what I wanted or how I felt.
Flopping disgustedly into the recliner reaching for the Laptop laying beside me I began to check my email.
I’d hoped against hope that there would be a message from the groomer telling me that they were all done, a bunch of dog’s humans had canceled their appointments and they were coming home, but there had been no such message and so I was left with an empty house that seemed to close in on every side.
Once again, I was gripped with the fear. The fear of the day when he would be no more. Fear of the day when I would once again navigate through my world confined to the stick. Alone lost and afraid. The fear that I would not be allowed back for another.
Tears were falling now. Falling hard and fast as my heart sank into that old familiar pain. No one would talk to me about any of what had happened before. No one would speak of it. Just said forget it, move on don’t think about it.
“Easy for them to say.” I sobbed into my hands. “Easy for them to say. They didn’t get blamed for the whole mess. They didn’t get tossed out like yesterday’s garbage, and they didn’t have to face either going back to a place that no longer wanted them or worse, not being allowed back there or to any other school thus never having any dog at all ever again.
“Why? Why will no one speak to me about it at all? Doesn’t anyone understand that I did not make those mistakes on my own? And what about him? Does he not deserve any consequence? Why will he not ever speak to me at all ever ever again? Why must I feel like some horrid creature who must be ever tarnished by one noisome event? Will nothing I do ever be enough? Am I to be punished forever?”
Laying the Laptop aside I stood throwing the cushion from the chair across the room. Stalking after it in a rage I kicked it back to the other side and stomping after it thrust it angrily into the air again and again. I pounded it, batted it and stomped on it screaming with every kick stomp and thrust until my rage and self-loathing was spent. Then sinking into the floor I allowed myself to cry until there were no more tears.
When finally, the storm had passed I stood, walked resignedly back into the bathroom, washed my face, and began the task of reheating the left-over coffee beginning the entire process yet again.
More about Patty L. Fletcher…
Welcome to my Media Kit King Campbell and I are pleased to present some wondrous stories and art work to you all. Enjoy.
Bubba Tails from the Puppy Nursery at The Seeing Eye Written by Patty L. Fletcher Told by, King Campbell Lee – The Seeing Eye Dog AKA Bubba
In this magical and love filled tail, King Campbell AKA Bubba travels to the puppy nursery at The Seeing Eye to help ready a group of puppies who are just about to embark on the fabulous journey of learning to become Seeing Eye dogs. Just as he is about to finish his tail, a wee pup becomes very frightened of all that lies ahead, and one frightfully stormy night she runs away! Will King Campbell hear the urgent call from the puppy nursery in time? Will they find her and save her so she can fulfill her destiny?
The use of Tail instead of Tale for story and Magik instead of Magic is intended for these short stories. A great play on words from King Campbell
Patty Lyne Fletcher in her own words (October 2017
About me and my crew
I’m a single mother with a beautiful daughter, of whom I am very proud. I have a great son-in-law and five beautiful grandchildren. Three girls, and two boys. I hope to be able to write more about them later on. I own and handle a Black Labrador from The Seeing Eye™ named Campbell Lee—a.k.a. Bubba Lee or King Campbell, to give just a couple of his nicknames.
About my blindness
I was born one and a half months premature. My blindness was caused by my being given too much oxygen in the incubator. I was partially sighted until 1991, at which time I lost my sight due to an infection after cataract surgery and high eye pressure. I used a cane for 31 years before making the change to a guide dog.
Where I live and work
Currently, I live and work in Kingsport, Tenn. I used to work for CONTACT-CONCERN of Northeast Tennessee, Inc. I left that position in order to spend time with family and pursue my writing full time.
Why I write.
I wrote Campbell’s Rambles: How a Seeing Eye Dog Retrieved My Life to tell the story of how going to The Seeing Eye™ and getting Campbell, learning to love, handle, and work him, then coming home and adding him to my life, gave me true freedom. I tell of how changing from being a 31-year cane user to being a guide dog handler taught me things about myself I had never known before. I tell of the wonderment I experienced when I finally took that chance.
A major goal of mine is to help others who find themselves in domestic violence situations. I also want to help others learn more about mental illnesses and how different situations and environments can drastically affect those with such challenges. I tell how training affected me physically as a result of the fibromyalgia I deal with, along with the side effects of the medications I take. I focus on bipolar disorder, on how it can go horribly wrong and cause a person to behave in ways they normally would not.
Another thing I have attempted to show is how, in certain institutional settings, attachments can develop—and how those attachments can become unhealthy for all concerned if they are not handled correctly. Most simply, I want others to know more about me.
In Bubba Tails From the Puppy Nursery At The Seeing Eye, it is King Campbell Super Seeing Eye Dog A.K.A Bubba’s turn to tell his tale.
While helping to ready a group of pups to go and meet their puppy raiser families, so they too, might one-day become Seeing Eye dogs, he tells of what it was like for him, to grow up and become a Seeing Eye dog.
My hobbies include reading, writing, music, and standup comedy. I also like nature walks, light hiking, tent camping, and fishing. No, I am not afraid to bait a hook.
Music I enjoy
My favorite types of music are classic rock, rhythm and blues, and classic country, as well as some present-day country music. I also like meditation music.
My favorite books and authors
I enjoy fantasy, science fiction, and books about the supernatural. I love the books by Stephen King, Dean Koontz, and many more. My favorite books include
Stephen King’s Dark Tower series, J.K. Rowling’s Harry Potter series, Robert Jordan’s Wheel of Time series, and J.R.R. Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings series.
My spiritual faith
I am a spiritual walker. I claim no particular faith, either Christian or pagan. I simply know that there is God and Goddess, or Mother Father God, as some call her/him. I lean toward the natural approach, or Druidism (Druidry), as it promotes harmony and respect for all beings, including the environment. I am also very interested in herbs and their healing properties.
Corner the Comfort Zone.
Patty & Pals
Bob Cat And Friends
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