Guest Writer Spot

 

It’s with great delight that I welcome Patty Fletcher to my Guest Writer Spot for the first time.

Here, Patty tells us about herself and her writing:

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

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.

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Bubba Tails Visits From The World Of Dreams And Pushing Through Early Morning Pain With Bubba

By

Patty Fletcher

Celine Kitty and Bob Cat came to visit me last night.

I held them in my arms, felt their whiskers on my cheek, their fur, was soft on my skin.

I’d been feeling rather low, and they’d come to cheer me up, and encourage me.

I cried into their fur, releasing sadness held for too long. I laughed as the two pounced on a sleeping Campbell, and when he awoke they disappeared, leaving him feeling rather bewildered.

They came back though, and explored the new house, and it was a grand time.

All too soon, night was fading into early morning, the wake-up alarm I’d set, sounding birdsong, as Campbell leapt from the bed, running into the living room at top-speed, wagging his tail as he came.

Promptly knocking things off a little table sitting next to the hall-way, and stomping over it as if it weren’t there, he came full charge to the loveseat where I worked to fully return to my body and proceeded to wash my entire face.

When I did not get up right away, he sniffed me, and seeming to understand, flopped into his place by the kitchen door, and sighing, stretched himself out to wait.

He’s been with me for going on seven years now, and he knows my ways well.

Finally, I was able to get up, find my pants, robe and shoes, and was soon ready to take him out.

Not until I had leash and cane in hand, did he come to me.

Campbell knows, like all of the male persuasion does, that just because a woman looks ready, doesn’t mean she is.

I laughed sleepily as I clipped the leash to his collar.

“Done like a true man, Big Bubba. You know to wait till you see me walking out the door to get ready to go, don’t you?”

“Sneeze!” was his reply.

Opening the door, I said, “Campbell Heel! Out!”

And he obeyed by walking passed me on my left and walking to the steps leading down to the walk below.

“Rest,” I said, letting the door go, giving it a slight push as I did.

It wouldn’t close on its own, the porch is small, and I knew I must be careful, else I could lose my balance and fall.

Gripping the post by the top step I said, “OK, Campbell, let’s go.”

Walking down the steps I felt the cold mist filled wind on my face, and as we walked down the walk into the yard, we both took deep breaths of the crisp, and unusually fresh air.

Normally, the air is filled with the scent of the chemical factory just a stone’s throw from our house.

This morning however, somehow the air felt and smelled cleaner than it had in days.

When Campbell had taken care of his business we made our way back into the house, and to the rest of our morning routine.

Cleaning Campbell’s feet I said, “You’re Mommy’s good boy. Thanks for being my Bubba.”

He licked my face, and thumping his tale loudly on the table, by the hall, knocking what was left there onto the floor, and shaking himself he replied, “Sneeze! Sneeze! I love you too, Mom, thanks for being my Human Mother.”

We walked into the kitchen together, and though I longed to go to the coffee-pot, pour a cup of coffee, wrap myself into a blanket, and sit, letting the caffeine and my morning meds work their magik on the foggy Fibro pain I felt, I went to Campbell’s cabinet instead.

Squatting down, I reached in, and scooping food into the cup I used to carry it to his room I thought, “You know? If I did not have this dog to keep me going, I’d probably not be nearly as healthy as I am. I doubt I’d have lived through all that sickness last spring.”

Campbell nudged me saying, “Hey! Remember me? You know? The starving dog waiting on his breakfast?”

I laughed, pulling myself back to the here and now, and slowly stood.

It made me proud I could squat down like that and stand again without holding onto anything. Last spring, I’d fallen quite ill, and had spent 6 days in hospital, and 23 days in nursing rehab recovering.

I’d quite literally had to regain my ability to first sit up with no support, and then walk.

Then I’d had to get so I could work Campbell.

The physical therapists had talked with me extensively about all the things I did with Campbell each day.

They knew I would be going home alone and had decided that I must get so that I could do all the things necessary to care for him before I did.

Once back on my feet, I turned, and with my free hand motioned Campbell in front of me saying, “To your room! Campbell! To your room!”

He obeyed, at top-speed.

By the time I got there, he was sitting politely by his crate. I held my hand up in a “Rest” gesture, and without a word, squatted to pour the kibble into the bowl.

It wasn’t until I stood, and stepped back, that Campbell came to his bowl, and began to eat.

I patted him saying, “Great job, Bubba! Great job!”

Once again, having a Guide Dog was doing much more than just getting me from point a to point b. Campbell had gotten me up and moving, and I knew I could face yet another day.

Now, here I sit, the rainfall sounding wonderful on the windows that surround me.

My coffee cup is empty, and so I leave you as I go to refill it, and see what needs doing for this day.

Later this morning, Campbell and I will go for a walk, and work together to learn a bit more about our new neighborhood.

Moving has been challenging, but again, Campbell is helping me enjoy another wonderful chapter of my life.

Until next time, this is Patty who is glad to have her Bubba Dog to help her through the pain-filled early morning, and King Campbell Super Seeing Eye Dog, A.K.A Bubba who loves his human mother and is happy to do it saying…

May harmony find you. Blessed be.

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Legal Notes THE SEEING EYE® and SEEING EYE® are registered trademarks of The

Seeing Eye, Inc.See: www.SeeingEye.org

Bubba Tails Wrap 6x9

 

Links

http://www.campbellsworld.wordpress.com

https://www.amazon.com/Patty-L.-Fletcher/e/B00Q9I7RWG

http://www.dldbooks.com/pattyfletcher/

https://www.facebook.com/Bubba-Tails-196761360863975/

https://www.facebook.com/tellittotheworld/

http://www.twitter.com/bubbalee04

https://www.facebook.com/0404Campbell/

Campbells Rambles

https://www.facebook.com/groups/787037261329458/

(Campbells) 

Corner the Comfort Zone.

https://www.facebook.com/groups/128710790840540/

My Anthology Links:

December Awethology Light  https://www.books2read.com/u/3yPZvB

A Treasure Chest of Children’s Tales  https://www.books2read.com/u/bzaAML

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5 Responses to Guest Writer Spot

  1. Patty says:

    Reblogged this on Campbells World and commented:
    This is one of my favorite stories of Bubba and me.
    I’m proud to have it featured here.
    Please visit the blogger’s site to comment and share.
    Thanks.

  2. Reblogged this on DSM Publications and commented:
    Check out this guest post from author Patty Fletcher from Esther Chilton’s blog.

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