Tag: German Shepherd

On. Leash. Every. Day.

Three-legged Wyatt Ray goes to the East Coast, misses playing sheriff and roaming Colorado aspen forests.

Dang I just love all the purty leaves on the ground. It’s so much fun to roll around and do my Devil Dog impression, as Mom calls it.

How come the leaves don’t fall all year long? Wheeeee! This is FUN!

That was then. In Colorado.

Now that we’re on the road and in a place called Virginia, for some big deal next week with greyhound packs, I can’t run like this anymore.

From here on out, it’s all about being on-leash and trying to behave myself. On. Leash. Every. Day. Yuck!

This East Coast place is so full of people, there’s no roaming like a buffalo for me, like when I was the sherrif on the ranch in Colorado.

But that’s OK. Because every time I ack like the Sherrif, and I get all barky because I hate the leash, Mom gets all nervous and she stuffs treats in my face to make me shut my trap.  Like she did here at Treats Unleashed in this town called Columbia, Missouri, where Tripawd Daisy lives.

This leash thing might not be so bad after all. East Coast, I’m ready for ya.

Are YOU ready for ME?

Tripawds Sheriff Coming to Your Town, Let’s Pawty!

Tripawds Midwest and East Coast Winter Tour 2012 visits Greyhounds Rock canine cancer conference and three legged dogs around America.

Well, that is if you live in Kansas, Missouri, Southern Illinois, Indiana, Ohio,the Virginias, the Carolinas, Georgia, Memphis, Mississippi, Loosiana, and the South of Texas, New Mexico, Arizona and California!

My duties here as Sheriff of this Colorado ranch are done next week, and we’ll be back in the saddle again.

Look for our rollin’ Tripawds dog house on wheels coming to a town near you, starting around October 1.

We’re headed to the Greyhounds Rock Canine Cancer Conference in Virginia! Then out west to stay warm all winter.

And if you got RV parking, even better! Hey I promise to behave myself, I can be The Best Guest Ever!

Wanna pawty? Drop me a line, let’s meet up!

Hey Sheep, Yer Goin’ fer a Ride!

German Shepherd sheep watch dog Wyatt tells the herd a secret at the end of summer.

Pssst! Hey listen Sheepie, I got something to tell you. Now remember I’m just the messenger OK? Don’t be mad at me.

The rancher lady sez to me that my security services are no longer needed at the pen. She sez you’re going away.

I’m not sure where you are going, but I heard her say something about a house?

Wherever you go little Sheepie, I just want you to know that I had fun getting to hang with you. I never thought I’d like to watch over sheep somewhere besides my food bowl!

Maybe when you come back all wrapped up, the food bowl is where you’ll be!

Independence Days with Barney

Three legged German Shepherd Wyatt goes on ranch patrol with Barney the purple dinosaur.

I’ve got a new routine now, and it ain’t so bad. You see when the peeps go to work, Barney and I get to ramble on down through the ranch. 

Through the trees, into the sage brush, and up over the mountain we go. Sometimes we mine for gold, and other times we lend Smokey Bear a hand to make sure no fires get started in these parts.

It’s a good life I’d say, although Barney isn’t used to so much walking. Those little legs just don’t go fast enough for my speed. He always wants to take a break when we’ve got work to do. Lazy punk.

 Barney won’t be here for much longer. Check out his Kill BarneyBlog, I think the dude is spent.

He’ll soon be on his way to other places, where he can make some other dogs really happy. He ain’t so bad you know. I might actually miss him a little.

 Maybe Spirit Jerry was on to something. I had fun with that little beast!

A Dog with a Job

Three legged German Shepherd Wyatt Ray Dawg finds friendship in the sheep herd at Vickers Ranch, Lake City Colorado.

When my peeps said we were going to be at Vickers Ranch all summer, I was thinking I’d be surrounded by big scary horses and dumb ass donkeys. They’re no fun, they don’t like dogs like me and won’t play nice.

But when we got here, guess what I found?

My peeps!

The ranch has sheep now, and they totally get my game!

Practically every morning I get to go out to my friends and say hello, and tell them that Sheriff Wyatt is in town.  “No need to worry, my friends, I’m here to protect you!”

“Baaaaaah!” they tell me. “Baaaaaaa….ooooookaaaaaaaaayyyyyy”

And unlike those hooved critters, my sheep friends totally get what I’m all about.

Finally, someone understands me.

I love it here!