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 Tripawds.com.

Apawcalypse Now! Bring it on.

Wyatt will watch out for those left behind during the Apawcalypse.

I hear the humans will be saved tomorrow, well at least the good ones, while the rest will be left to burn on earth during some sort of apawcalyptic madness.

For those of you destined to enjoy this rapture, congratulations!

Please consider planning for the care of your pets once you’re gone. Apparently pets will be left behind. Then consider giving to Tripawds before you go. You won’t need the cash, Admission is free for chosen ones.

For the rest of you, we got your back! Me and my pack will be in the chat room tomorrow providing updates about the end of days from Tripawds HQ.

Drop by to let us know how it’s going in your hood. Maybe once all those saved souls are gone, we can go raid their treat jars.

Be sure to post in the forums with what you’ll be doing to celebrate this Apawcalypse. And let us know if you’ll be leaving this earth, so we can go let the dawgs out.

Thank You Tripawds Mommas

Happy Mother’s Day to all three legged dog mommas of the Tripawds community.

To all the skin moms of Tripawds and Monkeydogs everywhere:

For all that you do to keep us three-leggers happy and comfortable, for all the advice you give and stories you share, and above all;

For being the most bestest momma, we thank you.

Hoppy Mother’s Day Momma!

On behalf of the Tripawds community, we salute you. Thanks for everything, really. You keep that Jerry’s legacy alive, and I’m sure he’d be pretty proud of the job your doin’. But I could take him.

From Desert Dawg to Beach Bum

Three legged German Shepherd Wyatt travels to California off-leash beaches.

Oh California, how I missed you! Land of wide open beaches and waves and sunny skies.

Ok, forget the sunny skies part. It was Northern California after all.

We left Arizona and drove and drove. I thought the scenery looked familiar.

It was! We went back where we started last fall, to the windy cold city of Eureka.

Mom and Dad drove us all the way back, to say goodbye to an awesome friend they loved a lot. They were very sad. I know they will miss him.

I tried to cheer them up with my crazy antics. And even made silly faces just for them.




It was all fun and games for me. And I even behaved myself wherever we went.

I got to run without a leash on a long, long beach. The weather was nice and cold, just the way I like it.

But my beach bum days are over now. I heard something about going to this place called “home.”

Wherever that is.





See you on the road!

On the Road Again

Three legged Wyatt Ray packs up from Arizona and hits the road on another RV road trip adventure.

Look out world. Here I come, King of the Road.

It’s been fun here in dusty Arizona, hanging with the farm animals and wildebeasts.

I’ve never gotten to play in the dirt this much, ever!

I get to run free and bark and poo wherever I want. A leash? What’s THAT?

I love Arizona, there are no rules here for me!

But it’s time to pack up and hit the road again.

Mom and Dad have put away all of my stuff and we’re leaving town tomorrow. Not sure where we’ll end up but I have a feeling it’s some where paved and full of people.

Mom said something about me needing a bath.

Uh oh. That’s just no fun at all.