The Tripawd Dog of Many Jobs

Wyatt the three legged German Shepherd looks for jobs around Lake City Colorado.

Every dog likes me needs something to do. And when my people are away at work all day long, I have to find something to do. Monitoring squirrels just isn’t doing it for me anymore. So the other day, I saw that Mom left a package out. It looked suspicious so I had to inspect it, just like those dogs in the airport and stuff.

Postal Inspector Wyatt at Your Service

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“Is there anything hazardous, perishable, liquid, fragile or lithium batteries inside?”

Whew! Good thing there was nothing dangerous inside.

It wasn’t too long after that when Mom and Dad said they wanted to go see some stars on their day off. That part I didn’t mind, but what made me crazy was they wanted to sleep outside. On. The. Ground!

Ranger Dawg Patrols the Peaks

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“You want me to sleep WHERE?”

The stars were very pretty but it was so cold. They said something about we were at eleven thousand feet altitude. No wonder I felt a little weird while we camped. I was glad to go home and sleep on my couch again.

My most recent job was as a tour guide. We went to town and they have a river there.

K9 Tour Guide leads the way.

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“Come on people, use your nose to find your way!”

Well, apparently people get lost all the time along that river. There are signs everywhere telling them where to go. Don’t they know all they have to do is pay attention?

That’s OK though, I was hoppy to show humans the way to town.

Now I’m waiting to hear back from the fire department. I applied for a job ’cause I saw their fire station dog does absolutely nothing all day long. Lazy dawg!

Fire Fighter Tripawd Shepherd at Your Command

Wyatt the Tripawd firefighter
“You get paid for this?”

I’ll let you know if I get to put on the uniform. Stay tuned!

 

City Dawg, Country Dawg

Tripawd Wyatt travels across the Southwest in another epic snowbird RVing season.

Been traveling from here to there and everywhere these days. Mom and Dad think they’re going to keep away from cold weather. I don’t know why, because I think it’s pawesome. Whatev.

So now, I’m in Texas.

I’m a little bit country.

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Oh how I love the country!

Last week I was in Tucson Arizona.

And I’m a little bit rock ‘n roll

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A Tripawd in the city.

I’m a little bit country, I’m a little bit rock ‘n roll

Now tell me Tripawds Nation, what are YOU?

Travelin’ Tripawd Dawg Goes Cross Country

On the road to the #BlogPaws conference with three-legged German Shepherd Wyatt and his people.

What the heck were Mom and Dad thinking when they put us in a van and hit the road last month?

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Why didn’t they take our dog house on wheels? I don’t know, they shouldda. We were crammed in the van like sardines!

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They kept saying “It stinks like a kennel in here!” I kinda like that smell but whatev.

We went from Colorado to Tennessee and stopped at all kinda places. Iowa was one of my favorites. That’s where we met Michelle, Angel Sassy’s Mom, in Iowa. She is so nice! She took some of the pictures here.  Thanks Michelle!

My people like to go to crazy places. This weird thing in Iowa is for looking at the planets and the stars.

It started to get hot. Good thing we found the Illinois River!

Watch out. There’s more stories from the road as soon as Dad gets all the pictures off the camera!

 

 

For Mrs. B

Tripawds Spokesdog Wyatt pays respects to Karma’s Mom in Willard, Colorado.

I keep forgetting to tell you guys about our drive through Colorado in November.

There we were, driving away from the snow for the rest of the year (which is my favorite thing in the whole world, can someone please tell me why my parents don’t like to live there when it’s snowing?), when Dad takes the doghouse on wheels and makes this sharp turn down a little bumpy road.

Stopping in Willard, Colorado

We went to an old mining town that’s so old it’s not even on the map. They heard about this place, “Willard,” from my friend Karma. She is a really nice Tripawd mom, you should meet her! She’s in the Tripawds chat most evenings.

Anyhow, we were going to this town where Karma growed up (she doesn’t live there anymore). And we were gonna go see it ’cause it’s not too often we’re in that part of Colorado. It’s not too often anypawdy is in that part. I mean it’s WAY out there.

Willard, Colorado cemetery

Karma told us that her Momma Cynthia, who got her angel wings when Karma was very young, is in the cemetery here in this little town. Since Karma is on the other side of the country and can’t go visit, we wanted stop and pay our respects for her.

Tripawd Wyatt pays respects to Karma’s Mom.

She told us where her Mom is located, under a pretty tree all by itself. Karma says having a tree is a very big deal because there aren’t too many trees out in the prairie. She’s right. But it’s nice and pretty anyways.

Paying our respects to Mrs. B

We paid our respects and left this charm for Mrs. B. Can you see it in the flowers?

On the prairie with Mrs. B.

They say leaves don’t fall far from the tree and that it’s like that with pawrents too. I agree. If Cynthia was anything like Karma, she was one super duper nice lady.

Thank you Mrs. B. Karma is pretty kewl.

Geek Dog Makes Contact at the VLA

Tripawd Wyatt stands guard at the Very Large Array in New Mexico.

There we were, driving across the desert on our way to BlogPaws. When all of a sudden, something very large appeared.

Tripawd Wyatt spies the Very Large Array

Dad pulled over the RV. He said something to mom like:

First rule in government spending: why build one, when you can have two at twice the price?
— S.R. Hadden, from the movie “Contact”

I got out. I HAD to see what these things were. There was a sign; what do you mean we can’t go in?

Wyatt stands guard at the Very Large Array

I looked ahead, I looked around. This was big. Very big. A job had to be done and done right. I sat down and said to Mom and Dad:

I am putting myself to the fullest possible use, which is all I think that any conscious entity can ever hope to do.
– Hal, 2001 a Space Odyssey

Wyatt plants himself at the VLA

A job had to be done, and done right. I was ready for the challenge. But was the VLA ready for me?