A Tree in the House?

Three legged dog Wyatt Ray visits in Los Angeles for his first Tripawd Christmas.

So, hey Cousin Bailey, nice to meet you. Uh, why are you snarling at me? Do all of you city dogs greet newcomers this way?

I’m with my pawrents visiting family in Los Angels for this thing they call Christmas.

We moved out of the dog house on wheels and are staying inside a house that doesn’t move. Weird! I’m staying at my Grandma’s house in this tiny little room with Mom and Dad.

The other day, they brought this tree inside the house. I haven’t seen a tree like this since we were at Jerry’s Acres. But over there the trees were outside the house, not inside! How strange huh? Then they put stuff all over the tree. I wonder where the skwirrels and birds are going to live?

Tomorrow night is supposed to be a big deal. I keep hearing Mom and Dad talking about taking turns with me all night and keeping me on leash when the little two-legger humans come over. Apparently they come over and make a lot of noise, then make a big huge mess.

Sounds fun. I hope I get to play too!

Can’t Keep a Great Dog In

Three legged German Shepherd rescue Wyatt Ray talks about wire dog crates to help with his behavior issues.

“Mom, trust me. I’m fine here in this portable crate, I promise I’ll just stay here and play with my toys while you go out and have fun. Take as long as you want, really. I’m a big boy, I know how to take care of myself. . . ”

Hmmmph! Guess that didn’t work. This crate is long gone and now Codie Rae gets to sleep in it.

So Mom just got me this nifty wire crate. Check out how the door opens up on the side. Ain’t that the coolest? Mom got this one because it’s light and fits in the RV. They have really fancy ones that cost a lot of bones, but this one was a bargain, whatever that is.

Wyatt in The Other Door Dog CrateSo far I’ve only broken out of it once. But that was a very tough day, when Mom and Dad wouldn’t let me go herd the 30 goats outside our RV door. I wanted to herd them soooo bad! I’ll save that story for another time . . .

Meanwhile, I’m doing pretty good in my new crate. Today I stayed in it for a whole hour, and I didn’t freak out or anything. All I needed was a walk and a good meal before I was locked inside like a rabid beast. Oh, and covering it with a blanket helped too. I thought it was nightime all of a sudden. Duuuuh!

Mom says thank Dog for zip ties. She used a dozen of them to tie the crate sides and front door shut. Even 3 locks on the door can’t keep me inside! Hey, Codie Rae, tell your pawrents thanks for that idea . . . not!

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See Wyatt Run.

My pawrents just heard that it is -12 degrees in Fernley, Nevada and that it snowed a couple feet there the other day. I sure liked playing in the snow at home, but for staying at an RV Park, that’s ridiculous! I’m sure glad we left when we did.

Here’s another little movie my people of me running when we were still there. Note the lack of ice on the ground!

To Bark, or Not to Bark

Training a three legged German Shepherd with a squirt gun and treats.

This is my Dad standing at the door of our dog house on wheels. He’s holding a squirt bottle in one hand, and a bag of yummy treats in the other.

Hmmm….to bark, 

or not to bark? That is the question.

Squirt in the face with water,

or juicy meaty treats?

Ooooooooh! I think I know the answer.

Can I call my lifeline?

Flying Away from Fernley, on to California

Three legged RV road dog Wyatt Ray gets ready to hit the road to California and meet Northern California Bay Area Tripawds.

Just when I found something fun to do in Fernley, it was time to go. Such is the life of a Road Dawg.