Unemployment

My parents take me to crazy places. We went camping by a lake in Colorado. It was nice, but since there was nobody there but us, and a lot of birds, I was so bored. I even got to stay outside by myself all day, cause there was nopawdy around.

All day long I sat around. But I got to chase sticks when
my people would stop working for a few minutes.

I kept an eye on the place too.
Hey wait, who is that?

Oh, just you Dad.

Wait, there’s a bird!

Hmmph! Birds are boring. Oh well.

There’s nothing to do here!
Can we please go somewhere so I can get a job?

Geek Dog Makes Contact at the VLA

Tripawd Wyatt stands guard at the Very Large Array in New Mexico.

There we were, driving across the desert on our way to BlogPaws. When all of a sudden, something very large appeared.

Tripawd Wyatt spies the Very Large Array

Dad pulled over the RV. He said something to mom like:

First rule in government spending: why build one, when you can have two at twice the price?
— S.R. Hadden, from the movie “Contact”

I got out. I HAD to see what these things were. There was a sign; what do you mean we can’t go in?

Wyatt stands guard at the Very Large Array

I looked ahead, I looked around. This was big. Very big. A job had to be done and done right. I sat down and said to Mom and Dad:

I am putting myself to the fullest possible use, which is all I think that any conscious entity can ever hope to do.
– Hal, 2001 a Space Odyssey

Wyatt plants himself at the VLA

A job had to be done, and done right. I was ready for the challenge. But was the VLA ready for me?

Workin’ Dawg

Three-legged amputee spokesdog Wyatt Ray prepares for Blog Paws 2014 by training at the New Braunfels Farmer’s Market.

Dang, there’s been  no chillin’ and relaxin lately, I got lots of work to do to get ready for another #BlogPaws pawty!

Every week we go to the market, and I have to try to be nice and not try to regulate everyone. It’s hard, but I do my best. See these pix? They were taken on my new collar camera that I won from the #RecipeForMoments campaign. Pretty kewl dontcha think?

Here I come peoples

Mmmm. What’s that?

What? You say you have a German Shepherd who needs training?
I’m your dawg!

I’m pooped. Can we go home now?

I think I’m doing good. Four farmers markets later, I’ll be ready for Blog Paws, just wait!

Gimme some grass, man!

Wyatt rolls in cut grass at the Gage Hotel in Marathon, Texas after boondocking in Black Gap for a month.

Grass. Oh Man, Grass!

Grass! Grass! Green Grass! Oh Yeah!

Dawg, I loves me some cool, cut grass. Especially after spending a month in the dry and dusty desert.

The only thing I dig better than grass—besides food—is a bunch o’ deep snow! But I guess we won’t be seeing any of that for quite a while now.

How’s the weather where you are?