"Who let the dogs out?"

In my media writing class, we're doing a unit on journalism.  It bores me to tears because I need the freedom to embellish rather than being confined by the truth and bland format.  This is an exception.  <>< Katie

A college student was attacked by three dogs while walking through a campus apartment building.

Katie Ax, 21, was on her way to a meeting around dusk on Sunday night when three small dogs burst out of the apartment unchaperoned and began to viciously bark, jump, and bite.

"It's one of those things you imagine in dreams, but the marks on my legs tell me it was real life," Ax says.

The owner of the dogs, a mother visiting campus for the weekend, claims they are not prone to attacking and are up to date on their shots.  However, Ax still questions why they were on campus in the first place since the only pets permitted are fish.

Ax says when she returned to her apartment an hour later, her roommates and their respective boyfriends were concerned, especially when she showed them the gashes in her leg where the dogs bit through jeans and flesh.

Andy, the resident "medical person" and his girlfriend Elizabeth took Ax to report the situation, Allyson and Jennifer photographed the injury, and Amy sought an unscented bar of soap.

Ax is hopeful of her full recovery and steps are being taken to avoid infection.  A representative for the campus disability center, Laura, said if Ax were to lose her leg she could no longer live in her current apartment since it is not ADA approved; however, her disability would get her priority registration for classes and the ability to request a note-taker.

A Heartfelt Note

July 29, 2010

1 am

Dear Mr. Mosquito,

I understand you are hungry.  I realize you, too, are God's creation and therefore you have a purpose in life.  I think your purpose it to keep all of the good people at Off! employed.  Were it not for you, they would be searching for other ways to feed their families.

Speaking of feeding families, we need to have a little chat.  Shame on you, my male friend.  You deserve to be smacked for even thinking about biting me in the place you did.  You went exploring areas that should be left alone, and now I'm the one who has to resist the urge to scratch.

Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to get some sleep, uninterrupted by buzzing and love bites.  Why don't you pick on someone your own size?  I do have an unfair advantage.  Don't make me use it.

Love (to smash you),
<>< Katie