Dogtales

On this page you will find stories, images and articles about some of our members and their dogs.

Rowena

An audio recording of a story about DGHA member Rowena Dowling’s first Guide Dog Lincoln, published in the “Take 5” magazine in October 2013.

The audio is provided courtesy of Radio 4RPH in Brisbane.

Rowena and Lincoln story (mp3 9345kb)

Nicole

in 2013 Nicole Damarra successfully completed a Bachelor of Social Science, from The University of the Sunshine Coast, Graduating with her former Guide Dog, Nev, who helped Nicole navigate around the USC campus throughout her three-year degree before he retired. Read more at graduation with clever canine

DGHA member Nicole Damarra and Guide Dog Nev, both in academic robes, at Nicole's Graduation 2013

Joyce

In the following audio file Joyce Jones speaks about the 2014 Dog Guide Handlers Conference and her 40 years as a dog guide handler.

Joyce Jones 40 years as a Handler (mp3 1.4mb)

Greg

During 14 years of work at the University of Western Australia Greg was assisted by his first guide dog Pollock and his second guide dog Nicholas. Here are a few stories that were published in the UWA News during that time.

Last Word (Word doc 16kb)and The Passing of Pollock (Word docx 12kb)

Peter

One day, accompanied by my guide-dog, I called at one of those bookshops which specialize in books by, for and about women, to pick up a book for my wife.

As I waited while a shop-assistant located the book, a woman also waiting at the counter turned in our direction and said in a low tone, “What did you bring that filthy beast in here for?”

Scarcely believing what I’d heard, I retorted indignantly, “He’s not a filthy beast, he’s my guide-dog and, what’s more, he’s very clean.”

“Shut-up!” came the terse reply, “I wasn’t talking to you.”

From Peter S Sumner

Colin

Talk about dogs behaving badly … I had just graduated with my Seeing Eye Dog, and was visiting family for the weekend.

On going to bed, I removed my artificial eyes, carefully wrapped them in a tissue, and placed them neatly on the bedside table.

In the morning, I reached out for the eyes, only to find them missing.

Picture myself, and my wife, both of us blind, crawling around on the floor on our hands and knees, searching for the eyes.

We noticed my seeing eye dog proudly parading around the room, head and tail held high, with a triumphant gleam in his eyes, as much as if to say, “You can stop looking, I found them!”

My dog approached me, and pushed his face against mine. I put out my hand to find his cheek with suspicious bulges, much like a squirrel hiding nuts in his cheek.

I stuck my finger in the dog’s mouth, to discover his tightly clenched teeth, and hooked out a very soggy tissue, and retrieved the eyes, praying that the dog would not swallow.

After that event, we renamed him “Artificial Eye Dog.”

From Colin Dowling