Who You Calling a Geriatric Tripawd Dog?

What does a geriatric Tripawd dog look like? Definitely not Wyatt Ray Dawg, our eleven year-old wild boy.

The humans took me to the exercise dogtor the other day. They want to make sure I’m still up to the task of being your loyal spokesdog. When we were there, the dogtor called me a “geriatric” Tripawd dog. I thought “WHO are you talking about, lady?”

geriatric Tripawd dog in rehab therapy
Who, ME? Say it to my face, dogtor!

I might have turned eleven years young on Friday, but that doesn’t stop me from having a wild pawty. Talk about livin’ it up; I got TWO birthday treats!

That’s right party people. I’m eleven now. Sure, I’m a little bit more chill these days, and sometimes I sleep in later, but I still sleep with one eye open and I can hear you coming from a mile away.

What does a geriatric Tripawd dog look like? Certainly not me. If this is what 11 looks like, I can’t wait to see 12. I’m having as much fun as ever.

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I’m an old pro at the wheels now.

Hoppy birthday to ME!

A Tripawd Thanksgiving (with a side of dish towel)

Three-legged Wyatt Ray has his first Tripawd Thanksgiving, then eats a towel and t-shirt for dessert.

Hoppy Thanksgiving everypawdy! Did you have a fun pawliday with your pack? I know I did! That’s ’cause my grandmaw has gotten so soft in her old age, she finally let me sit by the dinner table for the big feast.

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“Hey Dad, you don’t want that pie, right?”

I was soooo good. I didn’t even beg too much. My people were so impressed they sneaked plates of pumpkin pie scraps to me!

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It wasn’t a whole pie like before, but the scraps were pretty good.

But just because I’m now almost eleven years old, don’t think I’m not a hellraiser anymore. Nope, that just ain’t the Shepherd way. There’s still a lot of rebel punk in me. See, this morning, I ate a tasty dishtowel for breakfast when my people were away on a walk.

dog eats dish towel
I couldn’t help it, it tasted like Thanksgiving!

Then I ate some of Dad’s favorite running shirt. I heard mom say he needed a new one so I just gave him a head start.

The humans were not happy when they came back from their walk. Mom just kept saying “Why, Wyatt, Why?”

dog eats t-shirt
Now you can get a new shirt, Dad!

Later, she went to the grocery store to buy me all new dog food. Lots of it, in cans! Isn’t that a riot? I got to eat canned dog food after eating the towel and shirt?!

“He’s either gonna puke or poop,” she said to pops. Now they’re waiting for me to do something.

Who knew being bad could be sooooo good?

 

Walkin’, Rollin’ and the Tripawd Twitch

Does your three-legged pet have a Tripawd twitch? Wyatt Ray shows off his herky jerky stump dance after a day at the beach.

Hey Tripawds friends, did you miss me?

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Wyatt goes off-roadin’ in his Walkin’ Wheels Cart

I’ve been a little busy being a travelin’ dawg, going from Colorado to Washington. The humans took me out of the mountains.

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Hey this beach thing ain’t so bad.

I thought it was gonna be a bummer but nope. I got to go to the BEACH!

It’s so cool being able to get out to the water. I couldn’t have gone that far it if it wasn’t for my homeboy Travis Ray. He loaned me his wheels ’cause he doesn’t need ’em yet. After my doggie therapist (no, not the kind that fixes your brain!) fixed the cart up for me, now I get to go on longer walks.

Later, when I got home I was so tired, but it’s all good.

Tripawd Twitch
Does your stump do the chicken dance too?

I dreamed about herding chickens! And Mom thought it was “so cute” when she saw me doing the Tripawd twitch.

Yeah yeah, my stump still twitches, cause when I’m dreaming I forget that my leg is gone. You would think after ten years on three legs that my sleeping brain would remember I’m a Tripawd, but nope.

Does your stump twitch too?

Hoppy #TriDay2019 Everypawdy!

It’s our day Tripawds Nation, let’s spread the word that three-legged cats and dogs rock on #TriDay2019!

Yo Tripawds Nation, it’s Wyatt Ray Dawg and I’m barking at you today because it’s #TriDay2019! There’s no better day of the year than March 3 to spread the word. 3/3, get it? Yeah I knew you would!

TriDay2019, Tripawd Awareness

Wherever you like to be, in our Tripawds Discussion Forums, on the Tripawds Facebook page or Twitter or Instagram and of course in the real world too, get those photos and videos ready to fly, share the message to everypawdy out there that life on three can be oh so sweet.

All my feline friends and my canine pals in da house know how to rock three paws. We make life the best it can be. No hesitation. No regrets. And there’s no feeling sorry for us ’cause we sure don’t.

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Tripawds human family, you rock too! You help me and my heroes stay strong, hoppy and healthy on three legs by being smart about Tripawd exercise. You’ve seen that when you make sure we have the right kind of rowdy fun, three-legged dogs and cats are totally strong for life. We are just as great as any ordinary four-legged animal. But lots of people don’t know this and we kinda freak ’em out, or they feel sorry for us. So let’s set the record straight. Please spread the word today, and every day!Tripawd Awareness Day, TriDay 2019

Thanks for all you do for Tripawds everywhere, my friends. Have a great TriDay 2019! Over and out.

My New Tripawd Wheelchair Walking Routine

Ten year old Tripawds Spokesdog Wyatt Ray got a new set of wheels and here’s what his Tripawd wheelchair walks look like.

Word’s out. I got me some wheels. My momma told you guys last week in Tripawds News, did you see her Expert Tips for Tripawd Wheelchairs?

How My New Tripawd Wheelchair Happened

Tripawd wheelchair walk
I’m walking and rollin’ in my rear leg wheelchair.

Let’s face it. I’m ten years old. My walks ain’t what they used to be — as long as mom and dad have any say about it. Oh don’t get me wrong, I try to go far, but the humans keep saying something about not letting me overdo it. So walks get shorter and guess what? I get bored. And fat. Not even Tripawd brain games make me as happy as walking. I’m a working dog breed, remember?

Then in December the Oaktown Pack came to visit and brought wheels for me! The wheels belonged to Austin Ray. He couldn’t use the wheels after a while because his “front end doesn’t work so well,” say his people. That’s when mom thought I should give them a try.

A few weeks later they called a dogtor and we met her at a park. I thought that we were gonna go play ball or something, but nope. Dr. Kramer is a canine rehabilitation dogtor, and she was there because you just don’t put a Tripawd in a wheelchair without an expert to make sure it fits right. Check out her Tripawd wheelchair tips.

So here’s what happened:

They fussed with me for a long time, trying to get the cart to fit right. But it only took a few minutes for ME to figure things out. Dr. Kramer kept saying “Wow he’s taking to them faster than I thought he would!”

To her I said, “You had your doubts?” I mean come on, my people are always bugging me to model new gear for Tripawds. Harnesses, boots, you name it, they make me show it off. So why would wheels be any different?

We’ve been practicing our new walking routine. I don’t go for wheelchair walks every day, since the chair puts more weight on my front end. Dr. Kramer says eventually I may need a “carpal brace” for wrist support.

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Wyatt rolls downhill in his new wheels.

About every two days here’s what my new Tripawd wheelchair walking routine looks like:

  1. First I go potty.
  2. Then I do a five or ten minute warm up walk. Dr. K says this is important. Just because I have wheels doesn’t mean I will give up walking, as long as I am mobile.
  3. When my warm up walk is over, Mom and Dad set me up in the chair and away we go!

I kinda like the wheels, actually. And Dad likes them more now that I don’t run over his feet as often. I’ve tipped over once or twice but I think I’m getting those turns down now. The cool part is that everywhere we go, people wave and cheer me on, like I’m in a pawrade or something!

The Tripawd Wheelchair Life is good.