bad dog! From the Senior Side

Hi Nancy,

I took some liberties with your note and I would like to run it in the WCB Newsline under our column, From the Senior Side. 

The following is my proposal. 

Carl

 

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From the Senior Side

 

Nancy Kelly-Patnode may be a Senior Citizen and she may have lost considerable eyesight, but Nancy has not lost her desire to be independent.  After receiving training from Peninsula Rehabilitation Services, Nancy went about her full, active life.  Here is a letter she sent us a short time ago. 

 

Hi Carl and Kathy.  Thought I'd tell you what happened to me last Friday after our Jefferson County Council luncheon.  I was walking to QFC like I always do with my trusty cane and all of a sudden a huge boxer dog came up behind me and attacked me, biting me on the upper leg.  I whirled around and started smacking him with my trusty white cane and he came at me from the front snarling and lunging.  I kept smacking him with all my might and finally he decided I was the bitch from hell and took off.  Not one darned person stopped to help me and there were many driving by.  That made me as mad as the dog attack.  I walked on down to the used clothing store close to the corner and asked them to call 911.  I explained what had happened and asked for the animal control to come.  When he got there I explained what had happened and that I was ok.  My pants were wet where the dog had bitten, and it stung but didn't break the skin.  I wasn't scared but boy was I mad.  I never realized that I am a FIGHTER!!!Yea Nancy.  So if you need someone to go with you in a fight,  then I am your woman.  The animal control didn't find the dog so I called (Husband)Pat.  He came right away and then set about trying to get the animal control guy to tell me I can't walk alone anymore.  But he told Pat "No" to that and told me I did a great job and not to worry about how many times I'd smacked the dog because I should use anything I could get my hands on to defend myself.  So Pat and I went on to the grocery store and then drove back and there the dog was.  We drove in the driveway and the dog went after the car too.  The owner came out and I explained what had happened and she said...."he has been doing that a lot lately, and I have a 3 month old baby"..  Then she said,  "He won't even let me catch him".  I told her to get rid of the dog before he hurt the baby and that the animal control was going to come.  Then we called the animal control, told them the address and what the owner had said.  He said"....well the dog has got to go."  I haven't seen it since but boy do I look closely as I go past her house.  The funny part of this is that I never knew I was so tough...guess the weight lifting has paid off and boy am I lucky I am sight impaired and have that wonderful white cane.  Yea.....for all us "Un-handicapped folks". I'm woman, I'm invincible, I'm a fighter and I'll always be independent.  So to the two of you....I thank you very much for the white cane.  I use it with pride.

Nancy