Today is my three month ampuversary. Three months since I got my leg taken off and got saved from that nasty ghetto house in Oaktown.
And this coming week, it’ll be two months since I met my new pawrents and they took me with them to these beautiful mountains. And now, I’m ten months old.
I weigh 70 pounds today (I was around 63 when the good people at German Shepherd Rescue of Northern California came to help me). Three months later, I’m doing pretty good. My rear leg gets stronger all the time. How can it not, these mountains are steep!
Life is good. I can’t complain.
Congratulations, Wyatt!!!
Happy Ampuversary Wyatt!! You are so lucky to have been adopted by your awesome pawrents!! I know you will live an incredible full life and help to inspire so many other 3-legged doggies and their families!!
Looking forward to reading about all your adventures!!
Luv,
Jake’s Mom
Hey Hey Wyatt Ray!
You go ghetto boy! You rock! You roll! Can’t wait to see you all big and strong! Cake is definitely in order!
xoxo
CR
So nice to see an unhappy dawg make a U-turn to become one of the HAPPIEST DAWGS EVER! Wyatt and all of us can give a big thanks to Jerry for that! Life in Colorado looks pretty doggone good.
Tazzie
Wyatt-
You hit the doggy lottery. Good peeps, great adventures and no more ropes…HAPPY AMPUVERSARY TO YOU.
Ben