Two’s the Magic Number

Three legged Shepherd Wyatt celebrates his two year old birthday.

Well, at least it is when you’re two years old, like I am today.

Uh huh, who’s got a birfday today? I do, that’s who.

Sherriff Wyatt is officially a two year old. My Mom says I definitely act like a two year old. That must mean she’s real proud of me.

Hoppy Burfday to me! Hoppy Burfday to me! Hoppy Burfday Mister Cool Dawg. Hoppy Birfday to meeeeeee!

Now, where did the Birfday Bunny put my present?

Author: wyattraydawg

I am Wyatt Ray Dawg, Tripawd Extraordinaire, and Leg-A-Cy to my hero, Jerry G. Dawg. My pawrents are Jim and Rene, creators of

8 thoughts on “Two’s the Magic Number”

  1. Welcome to the terrible twos. Or maybe with the whole dog year thing you’re already past them, who knows.

    Happy Birthday Wyatt!!

    Lincoln’s Mom

  2. Happy Birthday Mr. Dawg! Before you know it you’re going to be all grown up and refined. 😉

  3. Hoppy Hoppy birfday Wyatt Ray! Sorry Im a day late, I have been having trouble finding the blogs lately. But hoping you you had a pawsome day and many many many more birfdays to come!!

  4. Yo Wyatttttttttt!

    Happy Hippy Hoppy Numbah 2 to U! Don’t listen to that Roxy–you shall never be refined. You from Oaktown dude!

    You and Travis practically have the same B’day (’bout a month apart) so maybe we can have a big blast of a pawty soooooon!! Wait……what’s that I hear? They’re sideshowing in the streets tonight for you dude!

    We are all sending out a hoppy howl to you tonight l’il buddy. Who luvs ya baby? The Oaktown Pack do!!!!

    Codie Rae

    p.s. hope you got lots of ANGUS for your birthday dinner and take that bunny’s head off for me, ‘K?

  5. Happy Hoppy Birfdays!! Don’t listens to ’em Wyatt, you don’t never have to grows up. Make sure your humans give ya lots of noms fer you birfday (tha’s what birfdays are good for, rights?). Keep Hoppin Handsome!


  6. Hoppy Birfday to you Wyatt Man! Time for the terrible twos! Whoooo hoooooo! Make sure you show Mom and Dad just how rambunctious the terrible twos can be! Aren’t January birfdays fun? Right after the Fat Guy comes with presents, then there are MORE presents. I have a birfday coming up later this month, my 7th. Now I am not as exciting as you, in fact I slept through my 6th birfday. I think I may try waking up for my pawty this year.

    You rock, Buddy!

    Peace, love and beef trachea,

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