The Tripawds Leg-a-cy Continues!
Three-legged German Shepherd Wyatt hunts for rodents and squirrels on a ranch in the mountains of southwestern Colorado.
Mister Skwerl, why must you torment me? Every day when I patrol the ranch, you taunt me from up above in the tall trees with your ear-splitting voice, calling out “Wyatt! Wyatt! Wyatt!”
I’ve been nice to you so far. All I’ve done is chased you up a tree a few times. Hey, I thought you liked exercise.
But now that your measly little teeth are chewing the insides of my big truck, you’ve gone too far.
Codie Rae and Spirit Yoda, hear my plea.
This. Means. War.
Three legged tripod German Shepherd Wyatt meets quadpawd GSD Riley in Austin Texas Turkey Day Smackdown.
The Day: Thanksgiving, 2011.
The Place: Austin Texas
The Facts: Two crazy Shepherds collide. Who’s the baddest dawg of them all?
So, I’m there to meet this Riley Pup that my Mom is all ga-ga over. He lives in a dog house on wheels too. Mom always talks about him like he’s my twin or something. I guess his antics are pretty good, like the time he ate a ‘puter or something like that. OK, I gotta admit that’s a kewl stunt, but hey Riley, guess what? I ate a road flare! Top that!
12:30 pm. The match is on! Let the Wiley Riot Circus Begin!
Growl! Hiss! Snarl! Bark!
Will this dynamite duo get along? Can they contain their killer instincts long enough to try? Only time will tell.
12:35 pm. Alright dude, let’s roll!
What? You say you wanna pawty? Come ON!
12:40 pm. So You’re a Frisbee dawg eh? Well what am I supposed to do with THAT?
I got the Frisbee! I got the Frisbee!
12:45 pm. Look Tripawd, it’s like THIS!
Come on kid, I dare you to grab it!
12:50 pm. The keep away game continues. . .
Should I kill you now or wait until you give up the Frisbee? Hmmmm..
12:55 pm. What-evah. I’m over it.
Can’t we all just get along?
1:00 pm. Truce?
Riley: “This kid ain’t so bad after all.”
Wyatt: “Nyah! Nyah! Nyah! You just wait Riley Dawg!”
To be continued . . .
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.
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.
Anyhow, if it wasn’t for German Shepherd Rescue of Northern California, Miss Codie Rae, Smokey and her pawrents Martha and Ralph, who knows where I’d be at this very moment?
Thank you Codie Rae, Smokey, Martha and Ralph! This is the Best. Thanksgiving. Ever.
Because my pawrents adopted me, now Travis Ray has a chance at a good home too. At least he’s with my foster family right now, I bet he’s pretty happy about that.
My Mom just posted about him in a new German Shepherd Discussion Forums group. Let’s all keep our paws crossed that next Thanksgiving, Travis Ray is writing a blog post just like this one!
Help save German Shepherd dogs in Northern California with the Wags to Riches German Shepherd Rescue fundraiser.
Whew! I’ve spent the last three days at Codie Rae Boot Camp. As you can see, she’s one tough Tripawd! More about that later, but meanwhile . . .
Sargent Codie Rae drilled it into me that I need to let you know about a really great fundraiser taking place, for German Shepherd Rescue of Northern California.
This group is the same one who helped bust Codie Rae and I out of the Oakland, CA pound! If it wasn’t for them, we wouldn’t be here to spread the word about Tripawd pawesomeness.
So their fundraiser is called “Wags to Riches,” and even though it’s a fun pawty taking place in Walnut Creek, CA, you don’t even have to be there to pawticipate and WIN!
There’s a big raffle going on, where you can win
Tickets are just twenty bucks!
We know times are hard and we’re all broke. But the rescue animals are hurting so bad right now. Even buying just one ticket can go a long way in helping other future spokesdawgs find loving homes in California. So dig under those couch cushions and under your car seats, and download the German Shepherd Rescue of Northern California raffle ticket form today!