120 British War Dogs 



work the dogs over this, which I did for a few times till 

 my dogs were getting very bruised and cut, so I stopped 

 them. The officer found the great use they were, as the 

 men were taking about three times as long. I then worked 

 my dogs in a very dangerous part from the battalion to 

 the post, as it was not safe for a man even at night, and the 

 dogs worked at night. When the Brigadier heard the 

 work the dogs were doing, he wanted a great many more. 

 I was then called back to the base, and they were anxious 

 for me to leave the dogs behind, as they knew they had 

 been the means of saving scores of lives. The runners 

 were more than sorry, as they were always asking for more 

 dogs. The old idea was that a dog's life was nothing, but 

 after the experience I have had with them in the field it 

 has taught me to love and respect them as never before. 

 " I was moved to another sector, and after I had ex- 

 plained the use of the dogs to the men all went well, and 

 one and all were surprised at their good work, as they had 

 to run about three miles through a forest with streams and 

 ditches. They were in the open and on the move all the 

 time, and it was quite impossible for a man to get through 

 the gas sometimes. The dogs worked there for three days, 

 and then they required rest as they were done up and some 

 were wounded. One little bitch, ' Sulky,' nearly had her leg 

 cut off, but it did not prevent her from coming in, and as 

 it happened, she was carrying a very important message. 

 On one occasion I sent a dog with an officer and his runner 

 who was going out on patrol, and when out on No Man's 

 Land the officer was killed. The dog brought back the 

 message and the position, so that another officer could be 

 sent out. I also remember a dog being taken on a bombing 

 raid, which was undertaken with the object of finding out 

 just who was in front of us. The dog ' Vulcan ' came 



