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!

nine year old Tripawd

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.

Nine year old Tripawd
The Oaktown Pack gave me the good life.

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.

Tripawd, dog, german shepherd, three-legged
“No Golden Retrievers on the beach”? What?

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!

A Snowy Day in Tripawd Land

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

Oaktown Pack Greetings

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

Snow Tripawds

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!

Get Well Travis Ray

Three legged German Shepherd Wyatt Ray sends best wishes to Tripawd Travis Ray after bloat surgery.

I’m sad today.

SadWRD

My Oaktown Pack Homeboy and fellow Tripawd Travis Ray had a big surgery. Mom says he “bloated.” His stomach turned all funny and upside down and he had to go to the hospital reallllly fast. The doctors saved his life by turning his stomach back to the way it was.

Wow. He couldda died. I’m really glad he didn’t. They fixed his stomach but he has a crazy recovery ahead. He could use your hoppy thoughts. Thanks guys!

GET WELL SOON TRAVIS!!!

P.S. Now Mom sayz that I have to get the “gastropexy” surgery so that doesnt’ happen to me. I hate surgeries. But being dead would be worse. Ugh.