Hoppy Fourth from All of Us on Three

Three legged Wyatt Ray salutes the Tripawds Nation on Indepence Day 2017.

Tripawds Nation, we salute you!

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Hoppy Indepawdence Day Tripawds Nation!

May your day be sunny and relaxing, may those loud crackly things humans seem to enjoy (go figure) be a little softer on your ears tonight.

Independence Day Wyatt

I hope you and your packs have a chillaxin’, summerific day together!

With Love from COOLorado,
Wyatt Ray Dawg

 

Travelin’ Tripawd Ambassador

See how the German Shepherd Tripawd Spokesdog Wyatt Ray sees his bride and meets a long-time Tripawds Mom, Penny, in Northern California.

Me and my crazy life. My people took our rolling doghouse away from Colorado, but that’s OK. California ain’t so bad. At least the places we like to go!

I got to see my wife Hannah Rae Dawg again. It’s been too long! She was being a spokesgirl with me at the Morris Animal Foundation K9 Cancer Walk. I wish she could live in the doghouse with me.

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Hannah Rae and Wyatt Ray Dawg, Tripawd Couple of the Century.

Then my buddies, the Oaktown Pack let me chill in their crib while Moms and Pops went to see some family. Apparently these peole have a “show dog” who doesn’t get to wrassle with us street dawgs. Poor dawg.

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And finally, the best part? I got to meet Pawesome Penny! She’s a big Tripawds fan for a long time now, because she Mom to Spirit Maggie, Blink, Hank and Petunia the horse! She lives near our campsite and made the trip to come see us last week. I really like her. She totally understood where I’m coming from.

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Mom and Dad used to think that maybe moving around so much wasn’t too good for me. They thought it stressed me out. How funny huh? I’m like, how can anyone be stressed when you get to do this?!

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For Mrs. B

Tripawds Spokesdog Wyatt pays respects to Karma’s Mom in Willard, Colorado.

I keep forgetting to tell you guys about our drive through Colorado in November.

There we were, driving away from the snow for the rest of the year (which is my favorite thing in the whole world, can someone please tell me why my parents don’t like to live there when it’s snowing?), when Dad takes the doghouse on wheels and makes this sharp turn down a little bumpy road.

Stopping in Willard, Colorado

We went to an old mining town that’s so old it’s not even on the map. They heard about this place, “Willard,” from my friend Karma. She is a really nice Tripawd mom, you should meet her! She’s in the Tripawds chat most evenings.

Anyhow, we were going to this town where Karma growed up (she doesn’t live there anymore). And we were gonna go see it ’cause it’s not too often we’re in that part of Colorado. It’s not too often anypawdy is in that part. I mean it’s WAY out there.

Willard, Colorado cemetery

Karma told us that her Momma Cynthia, who got her angel wings when Karma was very young, is in the cemetery here in this little town. Since Karma is on the other side of the country and can’t go visit, we wanted stop and pay our respects for her.

Tripawd Wyatt pays respects to Karma’s Mom.

She told us where her Mom is located, under a pretty tree all by itself. Karma says having a tree is a very big deal because there aren’t too many trees out in the prairie. She’s right. But it’s nice and pretty anyways.

Paying our respects to Mrs. B

We paid our respects and left this charm for Mrs. B. Can you see it in the flowers?

On the prairie with Mrs. B.

They say leaves don’t fall far from the tree and that it’s like that with pawrents too. I agree. If Cynthia was anything like Karma, she was one super duper nice lady.

Thank you Mrs. B. Karma is pretty kewl.

Paws Up to My Tripawd Friends

Three legged Wyatt Ray Dawg parties in Longmont Colorado dog park.

Hey what a great Tripawds pawty we had on Sunday!

There’s nothing so cool as seeing a dog park taken over by we Tripawds. One by one, my pals just kept coming through the gates. It was like a long-lost family reunion. We had so much fun! Four hours of straight play. Man, all of us were completely pooped by the end of the day. Can you imagine? Four hours in a dog park? Crazy!

We even had some reporters there who wrote about the pawty. Check out this link from the Longmont Times-Call newspaper.

Hopefully all you Tripawds out there will throw one of your own pawties in your neck of the woods, so you can become a celebrity in your town too!