My Pals – Page 2 – Way To Go Wyatt

Two Tripawds, Two Countries, One Big Pawty

Two Tripawds meet in the Kootenays and British Columbia Canada will never be the same!

What happens when two Tripawds who’ve never met get together for a weekend of fun? All kinds of racket!

Oh Canada, You Will Never Be the Same

Tukaluk Campground Faquier, BC — I arrived on the shores of Super Stu’s lakefront kingdom.

Things are picking up around here. The doghouse on wheels is moving faster every day. So fast that now we are in another country people! Yeah you read that right. Me, Wyatt Ray Dawg am truly an international Tripawds ambassador.

One day we came back to some mountains that looked so much like Colorado, the place I love most. I even heard mom say “But it’s prettier than Colorado here!” When it started raining and cooling off as soon as we got there, I knew she was right. And where is “there” you ask?

Tripawd German Shepherd — Cool dawg, cool mountains!

Well it’s in a village in British Columbia, where Super Stu the Giant Tripawd keeps watch on his lakefront kingdom!

“Oh Wyatt, you will love him” mom said to me. I didn’t believe her at first. When he got to my dawghouse on wheels, I had to make sure he was all that. So I watched him hop around and he pretty much give my space. Then I could see that mom wasn’t lying. Super Stu IS pretty cool!

Super Stu is the ultimate in calm and confidence, things I totally respect in a dawg. When I meet a dawg whose got all three, I know we’re gonna be friends. Plus, any dawg bigger than me is instantly OK by me!

Sure, it got a little loud. Especially when Stu’s people invited us on a ride in the mountains. I got really excited at the open-air adventure!

That ride wore me out, it was so much fun! I took a nap in the truck while mom and dad hung out with Stu’s pack and the kitties. “You don’t need to meet the cats Wyatt, stay here” mom said. She didn’t think I could be have myself. Me!

I heard a concert going on from my bed in the back seat. Stu’s got a band, did you know that? They’re called Allensong and you need to get their music. I promise you will love it.

Petra, Stu and Paul make beautiful music together. Oh and the kitties too. They were so nice to me, I can’t wait to see them again. There aren’t too many dawgs I can hang with, I had a good time. Thank you for being so nice to me Stu and the pack! See you when we come back from Alaska!

German Shepherd Tripawd — “Can I be in the band too?”

Nine Years and No Stoppin Me Now

Wyatt Ray Dawg turns nine years old today, come pawty with us and watch dogs sing happy birthday to our hero!

“Where does the time go?” I hear humans say this a lot. Silly bipeds, if only they would remember there’s no such thing as “time.” The only “time” there is, is happening now people. Right here, right now. And at this very moment, I happen to be a NINE year old Tripawd!

Nine year old Tripawd Wyatt — No. More. Unwrapping. Please.

That’s nine Christmases like this last one, which was the best ever. I opened so many presents I passed out.

You know what my favorite present was? Why a treat dispenser, of course! After all, I’m a chow hound.

That’s nine years of being Tripawds spokesdog and showing all those four-leggers like my new pal Donovan, that we Tripawds can keep up with the pack and show em how things are done!

nine year old Tripawd — “Hey kid, watch me!”

And that’s nine years of giving my parents more vetscapades and more gray hair. Sorry!

But best of all, it’s nine years of the road dawg life that I wouldn’t have otherwise had if it wasn’t for my pals the Oaktown Pack, who found my people when I needed them most. Thanks dudes.

Enough of the speech. Now it’s time to party down people and sing Hoppy Ninth Birthday to meeeeee!

Get Well Wishes and News from Northern Cal

Tripawd Wyatt gives a news update about his Northern California pals, parties and beach adventures.

Hey people! It’s been a long time and I got all kinds of news for ya. Time to sit back and chill so you can catch up.

First, my best bud Tripawd Travis Ray is having a big surgery this week. So let’s all give him a big GET WELL shout out together OK?

Get well Tripawd Travis — Travis gets ready for surgery.

It’s a serious surgery but I’ll let his momma tell you more. Maybe she will even update Travis’ blog!

And now onto other news:

The Beach Boy is Back

I’m back in Jerry’s old romping grounds, NorCal. Dang what a good time so far. Me and my peeps met up with a few pals from the NorCal Tripawds crew. You know, Shelby the Petite Princess and her bro Dusty Dude, Ellie the Tripug-Mutt my dear bride Hannah Rae and her sister and brother. They had a special play day just for ME!

Tripawds, party, Northern California — The NorCal Tripawds Crew Rides Again

Then I got to go back to the beach. Wheee! Sand is so soft and fun. But I forgot that sand isn’t like the snow I love to eat so much. When you eat sand, it gets, uh, stuck in your belleh. Not fun.

Tripawd, dog, beach, play — “Wheee! I love sand!”

Can you tell I love the beach? It’s hard work running on three legs in the sand. I ain’t afraid of hard work, but my people are paranoid so they don’t let me play in it that long. I could go all day.

Tripawd, dog, german shepherd, three-legged — “Catch me if you can!”

We walked around and I saw this sign. It’s so sad they won’t let Golden Retrievers on the beach, don’t you think? I wonder why.

I love the waves. I think I want to be a life guard. Since I’m in Cali right now, why not? Stay tuned for my Baywatch Adventures.

Tripawd, dog, german shepherd, swims — ‘My next job: lifeguard!”

My Dog Vacay with the OP

Three-legged German Shepherd Wyatt, Tripawds Spokes Dog, goes on an adventure in Oakland, California.

Today I went on a drive with my two favorite peeps in the world (other than my people Jim and Rene, of course!). That’s Ralph and Martha, leaders of the Oaktown Pack.

German Shepherd, Three-legged, dog, Tripawd — Wyatt hangs with the OP leaders.

You know, the ones with the three ~~crazy~~ awesome German Shepherd Tripawds! They were the ones who fostered me until I got to be the Tripawds Spokesdawg.

I get to chill with the OP for the weekend ‘cuz my people are going to a dumb wedding and no dogs are allowed. What’s up with that I say?

But that’s cool, I’d rather be hangin’ with my kind, wouldn’t you?

German Shepherd, Tripawd, Three-legged, dog — Wyatt imitates Rin Tin Tin

Hope you have a good weekend!

Sixteen Legged Riot

Four three-legged German Shepherds and one mix named Smokey B gather for a pawty in Colorado mountains.

Some people said hell would freeze over before an epic event like this would happen again. Well hah! It DID! And hell still froze over!

The Oaktown Pack came to see me in Colorado and it went something like this:

Then we had some more fun in the snow. Hell was freezing over but no matter…

And the fun went on! Me and my people are still recovering so they gotta get the live action photos on the ‘puter. Stay tuned!