See what happens when four, three-legged German Shepherds and one four-legged honorary Tripawd get together for the last ever Original Oaktown Pack play date.
Dog friends come, and dog friends go. Especially in my life, cause I’m a travelin dawg as you may know.
But my homeboys the Oaktown Pack are with me through thick n thin, even when we are far away from each other. They showed me how to be a Tripawd long ago when I came home from the hospital. I had no pack to call my own, they took me in like their brutha from another mutha.
So back in January when Smokey B (rest in peace my angel friend), Austin Ray, Travis Ray and the one and only Codie Rae showed up at my doorstep to kick off the new year, I almost lost my mind. I could not believe they drove for hours and hours just to see ME! And when they did, this is what went down.
It was the last time all five us us would ever be together as the original OP. I’m so glad we got together. Thank you Martha and Ralph. I will never furget those good times.
Tripawd Wyatt gives a news update about his Northern California pals, parties and beach adventures.
Hey people! It’s been a long time and I got all kinds of news for ya. Time to sit back and chill so you can catch up.
First, my best bud Tripawd Travis Ray is having a big surgery this week. So let’s all give him a big GET WELL shout out together OK?
It’s a serious surgery but I’ll let his momma tell you more. Maybe she will even update Travis’ blog!
And now onto other news:
The Beach Boy is Back
I’m back in Jerry’s old romping grounds, NorCal. Dang what a good time so far. Me and my peeps met up with a few pals from the NorCal Tripawds crew. You know, Shelby the Petite Princess and her bro Dusty Dude, Ellie the Tripug-Mutt my dear bride Hannah Rae and her sister and brother. They had a special play day just for ME!
Then I got to go back to the beach. Wheee! Sand is so soft and fun. But I forgot that sand isn’t like the snow I love to eat so much. When you eat sand, it gets, uh, stuck in your belleh. Not fun.
Can you tell I love the beach? It’s hard work running on three legs in the sand. I ain’t afraid of hard work, but my people are paranoid so they don’t let me play in it that long. I could go all day.
We walked around and I saw this sign. It’s so sad they won’t let Golden Retrievers on the beach, don’t you think? I wonder why.
I love the waves. I think I want to be a life guard. Since I’m in Cali right now, why not? Stay tuned for my Baywatch Adventures.