Mom Sez “Rhys is Not a Chew Toy”

Three legged Shepherd Wyatt Ray learns not to chew on small dogs like Rhys.

Oh little Rhys, look, I promise, I won’t hurt you. You’re just so furry and fluffy, you remind me of my stuffies! I just want to use you as a chew toy!

Oh, don’t get offended, come on, don’t hide behind your Mom. Trust me, it’s nothing pawsonal.

I do it to all of the small dogs in the park, you know, the ones who are lovers and not fighters, the ones who don’t want to wrestle and bite me on the neck?

Your Mom is pretty cool for bringing you around, not once, but twice! I’m glad she’s not afraid of my extroverted pawsonality. So are my pawrents.

Rhys, did you notice I don’t try to chew on your big brother Dillon like I do to you? I never got to meet Spirit Peyton, but something tells me he and I would’ve gotten along great.

Little Puppy Lesson for the Day: Here’s a tip for you kiddo; stand tall like Dillon, and bruisers like me will leave you alone!

Uh oh. Mom says I have no bidness teaching you how to be a dog, when I can’t even control myself. I better shut up now, or she’s never going to let me go to the dog park or play with you again!

Later dude.

Under the Starry Texas Skies

Three legged rescue pup Wyatt visits Ozona, Luckenbach and San Antonio in the great state of Texas.

Yeeee haw! Yipee kai yay!

Mom’s trying to teach me how to say that instead of “WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF! WOOF!” now that we’re in Texas. We’ve been moving across this big place seeing so many cool things, and even almost getting caught in a flash flood a couple of weeks ago (Dad can tell you about that).

Texas is a neat place, and dogs can pretty much go anywhere, people are pretty laid back. I think I’ve seen more big dogs than little purse dogs.

Here’s what I’ve seen so far: Ozona Texas, a place named after this dead guy named Davy Crockett. The big park there was a good place to potty.

Just before we almost drowned in the river, we went to see these big rocks in the ground. Something about “Stonehenge” made Mom and Dad go “ooooh” and “aaaaah.”

Me, I just wanted to get out of the pouring rain, but for some reason they though it was important that they get a photo of me sitting on the wet rocks. Do I look hoppy here? I think not!

I also went to a place called Luckenbach, where Mom and Dad went way back with Spirit Jerry. I got to sit on the same porch where Jerry sat, and even said hello to some roosters without eating them for dinner. 

There was loud music all day and even other dogs. I got a LOT of treats that day, as you can see by the kibble hangin out of my mouth.

Sometimes all that craziness got to be too much and I let out some loud warnings to approaching enemies, but overall I’d have to say that dang, I was pretty good there!

After that, I went to the Alamo. Not only did I go to the Alamo, I went INSIDE of the Alamo!

Yes, I did, and I didn’t do anything horrible or bark or anything. I was on my best behavior because before we went inside, Mom told the Texas Ranger guy that I was a good boy and would mind my manners.

My Ruff Wear Harness gives me this illusion of authority I guess, and the Ranger guy seemed to think I was important. So he let us go in, and since I didn’t want Mom to end up in the pokey, I didn’t make a sound when were in this important place.  They don’t let you take pictures in there, which is why you don’t see any of me inside, so you’ll just have to take my word that I was there.

I think we’re leaving this big state called Texas next week. I’ve had a lot of fun here and as far as dog-friendly places go, Texas gets my vote!

The coyotes wail, along the trail,
deep in the heart of Texas,

The rabbits rush, around the brush,
deep in the heart of Texas

The cowboys cry, “Ki-yip-pee-yi,”
deep in the heart of Texas.

The doggies bawl, and bawl and bawl,
deep in the heart of Texas.

Deep In The Heart Of Texas, lyrics by June Hershey

On Your Knees, Punk!

Three legged German Shepherd tripod Wyatt meets hairless Peruvian bitch dog Lily in Borrego Springs California.

There aren’t too many things in this world that I’m afraid of. But the other day, I met this hairless Peruvian bitch who brought me to my knees.

Lily had fire in her eyes and sported a mohawk that would make punk rockers proud. She had a bark and she wasn’t afraid to use it.

She was definitely my kinda girl.

Lily. The punk rocker hairless bitch from Borrego Springs California. I’ll never forget her.

Toys Taste Greeeeeat!

Three legged tripawd Shepherd Wyatt Ray plays with many toys after his adoption and amputation.

When I got picked to be part of Mom and Dad’s pack, I never had my own toys before. I spent my life at the end of a rope, and the only fun I hever had was playing in the dirt, or barking at people.

But since I came to live with my pack though, they keep bringing me all kinds of cool stuff to play with. Like this big fluffy snake. And some guy named Bart. I heard the humans call them toys.

Whatever they are, they sure taste good. Especially the white suff that’s always inside them.

Yum!

Oh, by the way, can you see that white strip across my nose? That’s from that stupid Gentle Leader that Mom and Dad keep making me wear whenever I walk. That darn thing is making me lose my hair on my snout! I keep trying to tell them I don’t need it. So they take it off me, and the we go on a walk and I guess they don’t like the way I walk without it, becuase right back on it goes.

Maybe some day I won’t have to wear it anymore. I’d sure like my nose hair to grow back!

Long Overdue Tripawds Pawty Video

Meet Tripawds bloggers in this video from the December Northern California Tripawds party at the Mill Valley dog park, better late than never!

Better late than never, right!? 🙂

That Northern California Tripawds Party yesterday at the Mill Valley dog park reminded my people of the awesome get-together we had at the same place back in December. But I had to remind them that we never posted the video they made in my blog! After all, I was the host of honor.

Check how I entertained all our guests …

Other videos from the party, including interviews with little Maggie and big Cemil will be coming soon to Jerry’s blog, or so I hear. For now you can watch them in the Jerry’s Friends playlist on his Tripawds Videos page.