I met Judy at a gas stop when I was on a road trip to the Women Writing the West conference in Arizona. When Judy saw Hedy in harness, she said, “My husband and I donated a dog to a school for the blind.” Many people have told me they
Category: Guide Dogs
I was standing before a green wall of produce at the Ukiah Natural Foods Co-Op, trying to decide which leaves looked most like Romaine when I noticed a little pulling on the leash in my hand. Startled, I looked down and saw someone crouching next to Hedy, petting her head
After nearly two years of trying to bond with my guide dog Hedy, she suddenly changed shortly before my husband’s death. Here is the poem I wrote about that experience. ••• Connection ••• Nearly two years I’ve waited looking in your small brown canine eyes— do you see me as
When I was at guide dog school, one of the sessions was on “The Public”—what kinds of things to expect and how to respond. After we graduated and I actually started taking Hedy places, I was truly astounded at the encounters that occurred, and how frequent they were. That’s why