Category: My Thoughts

Santa Paws See How Good I’ve Been?

Three legged German Shepherd Wyatt Ray asks Santa Paws for a good Christmas for three legged dogs.

Santa Paws I’ve been a very good boy this year!

This is how good I’ve been:

  1. gave up shoes as chew toys
  2. didn’t eat the furniture
  3. stopped munching on human fingers
  4. don’t need to stay in my crate when my peeps are gone
  5. kept the moose away from the homestead
  6. stopped barking at everything
  7. made friends with little dawgs
  8. learned how to play “roll over” 
  9. let small dogs walk past me 
  10. can do that dumb “heel” thing when asked

So what do you say ol’ Saint Nick? Did I earn myself some points? Yeah I thought so! So here goes… all I want for Christmas is for my Tripawds friends to live a long time, and I want a furever home for every homeless Tripawd.

Really, that’s all I want OK?

It’s a Bird? It’s a Plane? It’s the Tripawd Dog Train?

Three legged dog Wyatt Ray sees the heartland of America and his first train.

Oh suuuuure. Traveling is fun? Who says?

Eight hours going across boring Kansas with nothing to do but take a potty break in this one horse town.

Where’s a tornado or some real action when you need it?

Aggggh! What the heck is that? 

Duuuuuude. I’ve never seen one of those things before!
Aggggh! Get me outta here!

Just another day in the life of an Oaktown dawg in the country.

 

Heeeeeerrre Fishy, Fishy

Three legged canine amputee extraordinaire Wyatt Ray Dawg catches his first fish in Lake City, Colorado.

Why are fish cleverer than humans?

Ever seen a fish spend a fortune trying to hook a human?

Hahahahaha! I kill myself sometimes!

That’s me, fishing with Mom and Dad in Lake City, Colorado. See, they don’t call it “Lake City” for nothin!

Can’t wait to go back next summer.

Back on Patrol

Three legged German Shepherd Wyatt Ray recovers from major surgery and foreign matter material invasion in his leg.

Hey Moose? Hey Skwirl? Guess what? 

I’m back!

Yeah  you heard me.

No more stitches, no more pills.

No more bandages or bland meals.

Now there’s just vet bills! Hahaha!

The doctors say there’s no more “foreign matter” in my leg.

How did those foreigners get in my leg anyhow?

Now, my life is back to normal and I’m ready to kick some butt!

Are you ready?

 

Feelin’ Realllly Good Right Now

Canine amputee Wyatt Ray goes home from surgery at Colorado State University Veterinary Teaching Hospital.

It’s good to be home. Did you miss me?

Well, I missed YOU. Mom and Dad told me everypawdy was worried ’cause I was in the hospital for so long. You dudes are the best, thanks for the concern!

But as you can see, I’m doing jussssst dandy right now. Got my Tramadol and my comfy bed, what more can I want?

What The . . . ?

So, you’re wonderin’ what the heck happened? What’s up with the two and a half hour surgery on my stump?

Well, I”ll let Mom and Dad tell you on the “official” Tripawds News Blog. Because I don’t really get it. Something about some foreigner getting into my stump (don’t ask me how they got there) and makin’ everything all icky in there.

No worries dudes and dudettes, I’m all good thanks to my pawesome vet-in-training! Christa Rocks! Colorado State is all that people say it is and more. They were SO nice to me!

Just a few more days with this stupid cone of shame and the hand-grenade on my side, and I’ll be good as new.

Well, maybe when the hair grows back on my stump . . .  and on my weiner! Baaaaahhhh! They shaved my WEINER!

Good night everypawdy. Talk to you soon.