Andrew III (Andy) and Liz Yasenovsky
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Plea for Help for my Wife After Brutal Dog Attack
My dear beautiful wife for the past forty years, Liz, is in the hospital right now recovering from severe injuries she sustained one week ago, after an unexpected and horrifying dog attack. The worst part is that it happened in our own home, and with a dog that we’d brought into our lives as a "rescue". We were doing a trial run for this three year old, large, male Doberman Pinscher to get him out of a situation in which his owner couldn’t care for him properly. We were glad to have him join our family, until it proved to be one of the worst decisions we’ve ever made. He fit in well with our other dog (a female 7 month old Doberman puppy) and our visiting grandchildren during the weeks we had him, and we had NO indication that he could turn violent. But very unfortunately, last Wednesday evening (October 21, 2020) Liz innocently and calmly tried to get the large male dog and our puppy to stop playing too aggressively. When she stepped between them, the 85 pound male Doberman turned on her and viciously began to attack her. He just snapped and went berserk!
The dog overpowered her and badly mauled both of her arms, hands, and fingers as she tried to defend herself as she was being pinned on the ground. He also bit her repeatedly on the torso. All of this happened while I was outside the house in my barn with an air compressor running and my stereo playing. Although I couldn’t hear her screams for help at that time, "Someone" alerted me that I needed to get inside the house immediately. As I was sitting on the concrete floor of my pole barn with an air impact tool in my hand, God spoke (not audibly) SO CLEARLY to me... WITH URGENCY and told me to go inside right now! As I bolted for the house approximately sixty feet away, I heard Liz’s screams and cries for help. When I reached the middle of the basement stairs leading down to our TV area, I saw her being pinned to the carpeted floor with the large dog clenched onto and ripping at her arm.
The dog had her pinned down and was savagely relentless in his attack, an animal attack which was inflicting major damage on my wife. I jumped on the dog and pried its mouth open with my fingers to force it to release her arm. I threw it across the room and then it launched it's attack on me, inflicting bites to my hands and inner thigh. I wrestled the dog to the floor and pinned it in a headlock. It was going to be a fight to the death for one of us... and it was NOT going to me! When I had the dog pinned, I released my left hand's hold on the dog's collar.. as I was also twisting the collar in an attempt to choke it out. During this time, I managed to retrieve my cell phone from my left rear jeans pocket and called 9-1-1. I then hung up and dialed my dear friend and close neighbor, Tom B. (a hero!). I screamed at the phone and asked Tom to come over NOW... as we were being attacked by this dog.
I put an end to the attack with two gunshots which will forever ring in my ears. In all the hysteria and while wrestling this dog on the floor, I screamed multiple times to my severely injured wife, Liz, and told her to retrieve my handgun from our gun safe... two levels up in our bedroom! We were in the basement! Liz did retrieve the gun and flung it on the floor next to me. God gave her the lucidity and temporal physical ability she needed to do this critical task for me/us.
When the handgun was thrown down by Liz... next to me, I could not reach it, nor was it ready to fire... as a bullet had not YET been chambered. Tom arrived just in time to hand me my pistol with a round in the chamber. That gave me the opportunity to finally end this 10-15 minute death match with the dog!
Liz was bleeding profusely and was rushed by ambulance to the hospital right after the attack, where she still remains 7 days later. Her upper body wounds were extensive and she required emergency surgery on one of her arms to repair the potentially severed tendons and ligaments. The surgeon was also able to finish amputation of her left hand index finger, one which was bitten off before I intervened. She suffered traumatic injury to both hands and will require extensive physical therapy to regain their use.
To see her incapacitated and unable to even feed herself is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to face. On top of this, she is being treated with heavy I.V. antibiotics. She has to remain in the hospital to ensure that infection risk remains under control.
But here is where the real work begins... after she’s released in the next few days (hopefully) she’ll require a port and intravenous antibiotics for the next 4 weeks. The hospital won’t release her until we have the money to pay for this medicine, equipment, and treatment up front. I personally have many chronic and disabling medical problems which are now worsened from the injuries I received last Wednesday night.
We have been and are still unable to afford health insurance for Liz because of the high premium cost. And we are slightly over the threshold cutoff to qualify for governmental programs like Medicaid or any other financial aid programs. Yes, I have already checked! We do not have health insurance for any of Liz's anticipated bills. We lost our health insurance years ago when I was forced to "retire" and I (we) was ineligible for retiree health care through my employer and her, through her former employer. We moved from California to New York immediately after my retirement. Liz is part of a Christian ministry which MAY be able to provide some reimbursement of expenses, but that is conditional and not immediate.
I need to come up with the funds to get her this immediate treatment, and we anticipate that Liz’ medical bills will be tens of thousands of dollars for her hospitalization, surgery, and other treatment and supplies. In addition to this, she will require extensive physical therapy for her hands and arms. Any monies we had in savings are exhausted completely and we do not have ANY investments to tap into.
I’m still trying to finish cleaning the house before Liz gets home. I need to replace most of the carpet and repaint some walls due to all of the blood and splatter. I will soon gladly become her nurse and personal assistant to administer her daily intravenous antibiotics and help her with daily living tasks. She has a long road ahead while she (we) undergoes rehabilitation and physical recovery.
If you can help us offset any of the upcoming expenses like her I.V. antibiotic treatment (immediate- hospital won’t release her until we can pay for this) and the unimaginable medical bills which will be forthcoming, your support would be greatly appreciated. I’m a humble man and don’t like to ask for favors, but we are suffering immeasurable physical, emotional, and financial consequences all because of our desire to help a neglected animal. I need to help my wife recover and your help is appreciated... from the bottom of my heart.
Andrew (Andy) Yasenovsky III
IMPORTANT NOTE: One of our awesome sons, in a well-intentioned hurry to get financial help for us, created a donation method via Facebook. I have asked him to close that account and all monies already collected will be transferred. Liz and I have NEVER done Facebook, and we NEVER will do Facebook. I apologize for this confusion. My preference is to use this account because Liz and I cannot access Facebook.
Here are some of the least graphic photos of Liz and her injuries
In case anyone needs a facial refresher of me (Andy)
My dear beautiful wife for the past forty years, Liz, is in the hospital right now recovering from severe injuries she sustained one week ago, after an unexpected and horrifying dog attack. The worst part is that it happened in our own home, and with a dog that we’d brought into our lives as a "rescue". We were doing a trial run for this three year old, large, male Doberman Pinscher to get him out of a situation in which his owner couldn’t care for him properly. We were glad to have him join our family, until it proved to be one of the worst decisions we’ve ever made. He fit in well with our other dog (a female 7 month old Doberman puppy) and our visiting grandchildren during the weeks we had him, and we had NO indication that he could turn violent. But very unfortunately, last Wednesday evening (October 21, 2020) Liz innocently and calmly tried to get the large male dog and our puppy to stop playing too aggressively. When she stepped between them, the 85 pound male Doberman turned on her and viciously began to attack her. He just snapped and went berserk!
The dog overpowered her and badly mauled both of her arms, hands, and fingers as she tried to defend herself as she was being pinned on the ground. He also bit her repeatedly on the torso. All of this happened while I was outside the house in my barn with an air compressor running and my stereo playing. Although I couldn’t hear her screams for help at that time, "Someone" alerted me that I needed to get inside the house immediately. As I was sitting on the concrete floor of my pole barn with an air impact tool in my hand, God spoke (not audibly) SO CLEARLY to me... WITH URGENCY and told me to go inside right now! As I bolted for the house approximately sixty feet away, I heard Liz’s screams and cries for help. When I reached the middle of the basement stairs leading down to our TV area, I saw her being pinned to the carpeted floor with the large dog clenched onto and ripping at her arm.
The dog had her pinned down and was savagely relentless in his attack, an animal attack which was inflicting major damage on my wife. I jumped on the dog and pried its mouth open with my fingers to force it to release her arm. I threw it across the room and then it launched it's attack on me, inflicting bites to my hands and inner thigh. I wrestled the dog to the floor and pinned it in a headlock. It was going to be a fight to the death for one of us... and it was NOT going to me! When I had the dog pinned, I released my left hand's hold on the dog's collar.. as I was also twisting the collar in an attempt to choke it out. During this time, I managed to retrieve my cell phone from my left rear jeans pocket and called 9-1-1. I then hung up and dialed my dear friend and close neighbor, Tom B. (a hero!). I screamed at the phone and asked Tom to come over NOW... as we were being attacked by this dog.
I put an end to the attack with two gunshots which will forever ring in my ears. In all the hysteria and while wrestling this dog on the floor, I screamed multiple times to my severely injured wife, Liz, and told her to retrieve my handgun from our gun safe... two levels up in our bedroom! We were in the basement! Liz did retrieve the gun and flung it on the floor next to me. God gave her the lucidity and temporal physical ability she needed to do this critical task for me/us.
When the handgun was thrown down by Liz... next to me, I could not reach it, nor was it ready to fire... as a bullet had not YET been chambered. Tom arrived just in time to hand me my pistol with a round in the chamber. That gave me the opportunity to finally end this 10-15 minute death match with the dog!
Liz was bleeding profusely and was rushed by ambulance to the hospital right after the attack, where she still remains 7 days later. Her upper body wounds were extensive and she required emergency surgery on one of her arms to repair the potentially severed tendons and ligaments. The surgeon was also able to finish amputation of her left hand index finger, one which was bitten off before I intervened. She suffered traumatic injury to both hands and will require extensive physical therapy to regain their use.
To see her incapacitated and unable to even feed herself is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to face. On top of this, she is being treated with heavy I.V. antibiotics. She has to remain in the hospital to ensure that infection risk remains under control.
But here is where the real work begins... after she’s released in the next few days (hopefully) she’ll require a port and intravenous antibiotics for the next 4 weeks. The hospital won’t release her until we have the money to pay for this medicine, equipment, and treatment up front. I personally have many chronic and disabling medical problems which are now worsened from the injuries I received last Wednesday night.
We have been and are still unable to afford health insurance for Liz because of the high premium cost. And we are slightly over the threshold cutoff to qualify for governmental programs like Medicaid or any other financial aid programs. Yes, I have already checked! We do not have health insurance for any of Liz's anticipated bills. We lost our health insurance years ago when I was forced to "retire" and I (we) was ineligible for retiree health care through my employer and her, through her former employer. We moved from California to New York immediately after my retirement. Liz is part of a Christian ministry which MAY be able to provide some reimbursement of expenses, but that is conditional and not immediate.
I need to come up with the funds to get her this immediate treatment, and we anticipate that Liz’ medical bills will be tens of thousands of dollars for her hospitalization, surgery, and other treatment and supplies. In addition to this, she will require extensive physical therapy for her hands and arms. Any monies we had in savings are exhausted completely and we do not have ANY investments to tap into.
I’m still trying to finish cleaning the house before Liz gets home. I need to replace most of the carpet and repaint some walls due to all of the blood and splatter. I will soon gladly become her nurse and personal assistant to administer her daily intravenous antibiotics and help her with daily living tasks. She has a long road ahead while she (we) undergoes rehabilitation and physical recovery.
If you can help us offset any of the upcoming expenses like her I.V. antibiotic treatment (immediate- hospital won’t release her until we can pay for this) and the unimaginable medical bills which will be forthcoming, your support would be greatly appreciated. I’m a humble man and don’t like to ask for favors, but we are suffering immeasurable physical, emotional, and financial consequences all because of our desire to help a neglected animal. I need to help my wife recover and your help is appreciated... from the bottom of my heart.
Andrew (Andy) Yasenovsky III
IMPORTANT NOTE: One of our awesome sons, in a well-intentioned hurry to get financial help for us, created a donation method via Facebook. I have asked him to close that account and all monies already collected will be transferred. Liz and I have NEVER done Facebook, and we NEVER will do Facebook. I apologize for this confusion. My preference is to use this account because Liz and I cannot access Facebook.
Here are some of the least graphic photos of Liz and her injuries
In case anyone needs a facial refresher of me (Andy)
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