Alright dear?’ She asks, gently. Ashley nods and the soft satin material is secured over her eyes and ears. Her sense of touch and smell immediately... heightened. ‘Follow me,’ Miss Rose whispers. They walk off together. Ashley wonders where they are going. ~~~~ Miss Rose doesn’t pull hard on the leash at all, but Ashley can feel the weight of the small metal chain on her neck, it’s surreal. She feels like she’s being controlled, but comforted and cared for at the same time. Miss Rose stops. The other was a bullet crease across my right outer shoulder about 2 inches long but not very deep almost missed me completely but no such luck it was not even bleeding as bad as the cut on my head but it was still a wound and I got thumped for it anyhow.Two of the Rangers were shot one in the chest but he would live. The other across the top of his head just like me only twice as long and three times the blood as he looked like he was dead instead of just being knocked out cold.Sergeant Ben. Michelle, Ashley and I started packing up when Michelle dropped her bad on the floor, "Oh my god! My phone was in there and it didn't have a case". I was walking as it happened and it dropped right in front of me so of course being as nice as I'am I picked it up and handed it to her. I guess she doesn't know what it's like for a guy to be nice to her because when I gave it to her she said, "Oh my god, thank you so much (turns to Ashley) he's so nice". I'm just thinking to myself, " Ok I just. It doesn’t seem right that for a man who gave so much to his country then, had so little now. With the alcohol that he bought with pocket change from passersby pickling his brain,destroying more of his brain cells, and making his memory even worse, he didn’t remember if he became a Navy Seal or just imagined that he was. Struggling to remember, unable to remember his last name without referring to his dog tags, he couldn’t even remember if he served in the military. With his memory sometimes so.