The Tripawds Leg-a-cy Continues!
Three legged German Shepherd Wyatt Ray recovers from major surgery and foreign matter material invasion in his leg.
Hey Moose? Hey Skwirl? Guess what?
I’m back!
Yeah you heard me.
No more stitches, no more pills.
No more bandages or bland meals.
Now there’s just vet bills! Hahaha!
The doctors say there’s no more “foreign matter” in my leg.
How did those foreigners get in my leg anyhow?
Now, my life is back to normal and I’m ready to kick some butt!
Are you ready?
Canine amputee Wyatt Ray goes home from surgery at Colorado State University Veterinary Teaching Hospital.
It’s good to be home. Did you miss me?
Well, I missed YOU. Mom and Dad told me everypawdy was worried ’cause I was in the hospital for so long. You dudes are the best, thanks for the concern!
But as you can see, I’m doing jussssst dandy right now. Got my Tramadol and my comfy bed, what more can I want?
What The . . . ?
So, you’re wonderin’ what the heck happened? What’s up with the two and a half hour surgery on my stump?
Well, I”ll let Mom and Dad tell you on the “official” Tripawds News Blog. Because I don’t really get it. Something about some foreigner getting into my stump (don’t ask me how they got there) and makin’ everything all icky in there.
No worries dudes and dudettes, I’m all good thanks to my pawesome vet-in-training! Christa Rocks! Colorado State is all that people say it is and more. They were SO nice to me!
Just a few more days with this stupid cone of shame and the hand-grenade on my side, and I’ll be good as new.
Well, maybe when the hair grows back on my stump . . . and on my weiner! Baaaaahhhh! They shaved my WEINER!
Good night everypawdy. Talk to you soon.
Tripawds three legged spokesdawg Wyatt Ray goes for exploratory surgery at Colorado State University.
Hah! None of you got the answer to my contest right. But none of you got it wrong either. Even those smarty pants Colorado State Vets didn’t know.
They poked and prodded and sliced, and . . . uh oh. Nothing came out. Nothing smelly or icky or runny or anything good like that.
Finally the vets came out and said “So, it could be this, or it could be that, but it doesn’t look like cancer. But we need to ‘go in’ and see.”
Before I knew it, Mom was giving me big hugs and then the nice lady vet walked me down the hall away from Mom and Dad. And that was that. So here I sit in a cold steel kennel, waiting . . . . (I’m sending this to my Mom psychically, you know?).
Tomorrow, Dr. Feelgood is gonna zonk me out and when I wake up, we’ll know what to call that creature in my leg.
Down the rabbit hole I go.
Later!
Tripawds Spokesdawg Wyatt Ray Dawg shows mysterious lumpy spot on his amputation stump.
Well after a week of wrasslin’ with the Oaktown Pack (more on that later dudes, calm down and I’ll share that with you in my next post). . .
now I got this funky lumpy spot on my stumpy. My Momma wants you to guess what it is because none of us know but it’s making me NUTS!
I’m going to the vet tomorrow to get it poked at. Meanwhile I’m trying to help move things along by chewing off all the hair around it.
So what do YOU think it is?
Three legged German Shepherd Wyatt Ray celebrates his two year ampuversary after losing his leg.
July 3, 2009 I was a drooling idiot.
Hey, wher’d my leg go?
Two years later, I’m a hoppy boy, loving life as a Tripawds Spokesdawg and trying soooo hard to be a good dawg. It’s super easy when I get a CHICKEN DINNER! Hah! I’ll do anything for dat!
I keep hearing “oh he’s come such a long way!” but they don’t get it . . . I was never lost in the first place!
I’m WYATT RAY DAWG, Oaktown Pack homeboy and most pawesomest three legged boy in the world. YEAH! Hoppy Ampuversary to meeeee!