Getting My Beauty Sleep

Three legged rescue dog Wyatt shares his love of lounging on the couch with readers.

All that time I spent running around at the Ranch sure took its toll on me.

Now that I’m back at home, I’m spending more time napping and less time being a cranky puppy.

Mom and Dad like this a lot. They say I’m a great office dog. They work all day, and I sleep. At 5pm, I ring the bell and let them know it’s time to go for a walk, by running amok and chewing on the corner of their laptops. Today I ran past Dad’s Mac, and yanked the cord right out!

I make sure they don’t work too much. And little by little, as we walk the roads in our new mountain neighborhood, my rear back leg keeps getting stronger.

In no time at all, I’ll run a mile faster than you can say

Codie Rae!”

I Came, I Saw, I Barked

Three legged dog hero Wyatt talks about freedom and being offleash at the ranch.

Ok, so I’m saying to myself, “Wow, what the heck is that thing?”

Then Mom says “Wyatt, be nice!” And I’m like “Hey, that’s one heckuva ugly dog!

This character you see is just one species I got to know really well during my stay at Vickers Ranch. Right there in my backyard at the campground, I saw deer, horses, snakes, and lots of two legged cowboys and cowgirls too.

But all of that activity really got to me. Mom and Dad were taking me everywhere with them while they helped out, and I didn’t get much time to rest.

I was too busy trying to run around with the other dogs, who were all offleash, and I put up a real stink whenever Mom and Dad wanted to tie a leash to me. This made me really, really cranky.

So my pawrents decided that it was time to go. That perhaps the ranch is just a little too much excitement for a pup like me. They told me that when I’m older we can go back, but now, we’ve gone home to work on training.

But really, we all know the truth about who’s training who, don’t we?

Heh heh.

Trail Dawg

Three legged dog Wyatt Ray shares his road trip adventures in Colorado.

Wyatt Ray Dawg on the TrailWell, like my friend Codie Rae said they would, my pawrents are taking me on the road with them. Right now we are in Western Colorado, at a dude ranch.  There’s horses and dogs and rivers and lakes and I’m just going batty with so much to do here!

Mom and Dad, however think that all this fun I’m having is a bit of a problem.

See, I’m having soooo much fun, that there’s no way that I can stay mellow enough to practice stuff they want me to do, like, oh, “Stay” and “Come!” and my personal favorite, “Drop it!” I also really hate being on a leash because all the other dogs here get to run free, so why can’t I?

Sheesh. Road trippin’ is hard work.