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Get Well Wishes and News from Northern Cal

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?

Get well Tripawd Travis — Travis gets ready for surgery.

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!

Tripawds, party, Northern California — The NorCal Tripawds Crew Rides Again

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.

Tripawd, dog, beach, play — “Wheee! I love sand!”

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.

Tripawd, dog, german shepherd, three-legged — “Catch me if you can!”

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.

Tripawd, dog, german shepherd, swims — ‘My next job: lifeguard!”

Mountain Mushing Madness

Tripawd Wyatt Ray Dawg meets up with the Odaroloc Sled Dogs and goes mushing in Telluride, Colorado.

Hey Tripawders it’s been a long time, did you miss me? Sorry I haven’t written, things have been really busy here, see?

tripawd german shepherd dog — Three-legged pawty animal.

Today I’m chillaxin’ and thinking about my friends, the Odaroloc Sled Dawgs. Last week I got to hook up with them again, in the mountains. And man, was it cool. I mean like cold enough for the Huskies to do their thing: MUSH!

And GUESS WHO got to go along for a run? You guessed it, the only three-legged German Shepherd sled dog in the world: ME!

German Shepherd musher dog — I’m on the team!

When I met up with them the team was practicing for their big move to Alaska in the winter, so there was no snow, but that’s OK, dirt is just fine by us.

That’s TC, and she’s lead Musher Queen. She had to look hard to find an extra big harness just for me. See, working Huskies are small, and I’m not. But that’s kewl. It fit and she found my color.

I had to chill with the boys for a while, just to make sure we all knew what each other’s butts smelled like. After all, what else do you do when you’re running with team, right? I also had to practice my howling, just to make sure I fit in.

Later that day, like really later, I passed the sled dawg test and got my chance to mush! We ran at night, because well, see, dogs see better than yous humans in the dark. Plus, it was super cold which is perfect for running.

three legged Sled Dog German Shepherd — Here we GOOOOOOO!

And we were off! We ran as far as any special needs sled dawg team could! There was me, and all of the retired Odaroloc team members having the time of our lives.

It was only a short fun run and not very far but dang! To be part of a TEAM, to run like the wind and pull and howl and . . . wow! TC says I found my calling. She better watch out. I might be hitching a ride to Alaska this winter.

Next time I got another story to tell you about the Spirit of Bucky. But I’ll save that one for later, it’s good. Over and out. And MUSH ON!

Got Quality?

Three-legged German Shepherd Wyatt wants to regulate your town for better Quality Neighborhoods.

My name is Tripawd Sheriff Wyatt Ray Dawg and I approve this message.

This country is in need of some regulating, and I’m just the sheriff to do it. You need a dawg to come in and clean up your town, get rid of criminals, thugs and lunatics, and I’m your guy. Just call

1-8oo-Reg-ulate

Together we can take back your town and turn it into a Quality Neighborhood.

My name is Wyatt Ray Dawg, and I won’t let you down.

Birthday Boy

Tripawd Spokesdog Wyatt Ray the three-legged German Shepherd celebrates his sixth birthday.

Oh Lucky Me. Today is my birthday number SIX!

It’s been a long road to get here.

But I’ve arrived and life is GOOD!

I think that when Spirit Jerry got his wings on the 3rd of October, 2008, one of the first things he did was make sure he made a special star in the sky with my name on it. OK, well maybe a blazing asteroid. Or an imploding black hole. Whatever. Spirit Jerry put me up there and then someone came to get me, I was born, and the world has never been the same since!