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!
Three legged German Shepherd Wyatt Ray Dawg says Thank You to German Shepherd Rescue of Northern California and his Oakland CA foster family.
Well, I guess you could say that me, my Mom and Dad are very grateful, and thankful to have this special girldog in our lives, Miss Codie Rae.
Last year at this time, I was still a star in the sky, yet to be born into guard dog slavery on the end of a rope. And as for my Mom and Dad, they were pretty sad, since Jerry had just gone on to the Bridge.
Now look at us, we are all one big hoppy family! Well, most of the time. Ok, when I’m a good dawg, which, if you ask my Dad, isn’t as much as he wants but I’m trying sooooo hard! He knows that, I think.
Three legged German Shepherd dog Wyatt plays with other dogs at the Fort Collins Colorado Farmers Market.
I’m a mountain mutt, and I like it that way. I run in the woods with my parents, stalk moose and deer, and chomp on pine tree sticks in my back yard.
But Mom and Dad think that I need to get out more, so wherever they go, I go along for the ride. This is a video of me hanging out at the Fort Collins Farmer’s Market. I met this cool pup about my age, who wanted to wrestle. Even though he was like a third my size, I said “sure, why not?!”
As you can see, I was pretty nice to him. He was a cool dog though, hope I get to see him again.