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Way To Go Wyatt

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Way To Go Wyatt

Get Ready: Wild Tripawd Boy Meets Wild Alaska

April 28th, 2018 · 4 Comments · My Adventures

And just like that, we’re off. North, to Alaksa! Can you see it? Me, in the land of mushing and snow and plenty of places to roam.

Wild Tripawd Meets Wild Alaska

I’m ready Alaska, look out!

We are getting into the spirit too. Mom and Pops found a pile of snow for me in the California mountains, just ’cause they know how much I love it.

Spring? Where’d it go?! It wasn’t much snow, but enough for me and Boo Boo Bear to have some fun!

I will sing my version of North to Alaska all the way there and back. Join me.

Wild Wyatt left Colorado in the year of twenty eight-teen
With Pops his partner and mama Nay too
They crossed the Yukon river and they found the bonanza gold
Below that old white mountain
Just a little south-east of Nome
Wyatt crossed the Majestic mountains to the valleys far below
He talked to his team of huskies
As he mushed on through the snow
With the northen lights a-runnin’ wild
In the land of the midnight sun
Yes Wyatt Ray was a mighty Dawg
In the year of twenty-eighteen
Where the river is windin’ big nuggets they’re findin’
North to Alaska go north the rush is on
North to Alaska go north the rush is on

See you on the road peoples!

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This Tripawd Goes Here. There. And Everywhere.

March 30th, 2018 · 13 Comments · My Adventures

I’ve said it before. I’ll bark it again. I’ve been everywhere, man. But you’d never know it based on my blog. Hey, a travelin’ Tripawd Spokesdawg has lots to do.

this tripawd goes

Don’t fence me in.

I’ve got roamin’ in my DNA and lately it’s taken me to my favorite places like the desert. My people are afraid of winter. So we wait there until it’s over. Or until something important happens, like . . .

this tripawd goes

I hear stardom calling.

My big movie debut!

this tripawd goes

It is time for my close-up?

Ok well not really a movie, but a video about my people. We traveled around in the Arizona outback where a film crew followed me and my people in the dog house. It was a lot like when Jerry was on TV. But this time, I was the star!

this tripawd goes

The movie crew thought I was pawesome. Naturally.

And since the director knew what a talented dawg I am, he strapped this movie camera on my back and let ME do the film making. Just wait, you’re gonna love it.

this tripawd goes

Are we done yet?

I get tired just thinking about all that movie stuff. You won’t believe what we did! I can’t say anything more for now but I promise I will soon.

Over and out.

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Nine Years and No Stoppin Me Now

January 3rd, 2018 · 9 Comments · My Pack, My Pals

“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!

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One of These Things is Not Like the Other

December 2nd, 2017 · 9 Comments · My Adventures

Seems I can’t go a whole year without ending up in the cone of shame. “It’s always somethin” my maw says. Only this time, it wasn’t my fault, I swear!

Tripawd, German Shepherd

And I asked myself, “How did I get there?”

Last week I woke up feeling bad. I dunno, something made my stomach upset. Before I knew it, last night’s dinner came back up. Only before it landed on the floor, I inhaled it. “Eeew!” I know you’re thinking. But hey I’m a dog, it’s what we do.

Problem is those tasty left overs went down my windpipe. Then I got a fever (104!). And then it was the hospital for me.

Tripawd, German Shepherd

“Inhalation new-moan-ya” they call it.

They called it new-moan-ya. Whatever it was, now it’s hard to breathe. And I’m not real hungry. But they let me go home and I’m trying hard to feel good again. I’ll be back soon when I feel good enough to tell you more.

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A Turkey Tripawd Gets Traction in da Pawliday House

November 25th, 2017 · 6 Comments · My Adventures

Hoppy Thanksgiving weekend Tripawds friends! I hope everypawdy had a fun pawliday getting spoiled by the pack. Mine was okay. Unlike last year’s pie-scapade, this year’s festivities were low key for me. Let’s put it this way: I didn’t end the night by throwing up or seeing the dogtor!

Turkey Tripawd looks for the pawliday celebration

Where’s the pawty?

My people took me to my grandpawrent’s house. They have slick floors (and I don’t mean cool slick) that make it hard for me to walk. Mom was freaked out so she got me some more Paw Friction stuff and put it on before we made the big drive.

Turkey Tripawd, Paw Friction, Traction

Wait? Are you gonna use this on ME?

I’m not a fan of anyone touching my feet. But in this case it was a good thing. I got to my grandpaw’s crib and was able to hop around and beg for treats!

Turkey Tripawd, Paw Friction, traction

OK I kinda like traction for Tripawds like me!

Unfortunately, mom and dad told everypawdy about my notorious pie-a-thon. “Don’t turn your back on him and don’t feed him anything!” they said to the other bipawds. So I got NO pie at all. Isn’t that mean?

Turkey Tripawd

Where’s the pie? I’m waiting!

Lucky me I got cooked sweet potato and some dark turkey meat instead. Better than nothing I say, and it makes me grateful for having such a pawesome pack who makes sure my belly is well fed. Even if it isn’t with pie.

I hope that your human and furry pack mates are having a fun pawliday weekend together! Keep in touch!

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