Wyatt Ray Dawg here. Did you furget about me? I don’t blame you if you did. My people have been too busy to let you know how I’m doing. Now that I think about it, I’ve also been too busy being a Tripawd working dog.
A couple of weeks ago my people and me went to Reno, Nevada. That’s right, bright lights, big city. We went to the Wild West Veterinary Conference to help get the word out about the Tripawds Nation.
I thought I was just going to chill out for a few days while my people walked the conference and handed out information but nope. One day they said “Wyatt, you’re coming with us!”
Guess they wanted me to earn my keep that day. You can definitely say that I worked my tail off, and then some!
Sheesh. When my people said they wanted a working dog, I didn’t think they meant go to hang out with dogtors and be nice to them all day. Now that’s work for a dawg like me!
It looks like you did a great job Wyatt! As Sally would say you earned some ice cream!
Boy Wyatt they really made you work. At least you had your cart with you to help you out. Keep trucking along .
I will let my people know that I need ice cream! They never give me any. Meanies.
You know it Michelle! And those wheels make people get outta my way, which I looooove!
You’re a lucky pup, Wyatt! And so important since you’re an ambassador for tripawds everywhere.
Well my momma says you are gonna make my attitude bigger than ever. I don’t mind. Thank you!