Three legged dog Wyatt tells about his fear of thunder in Colorado.
It’s been cloudy and rainy here in Colorado. And yesterday, this huge BOOM! noise like I’ve never heard before came crashing down over my house. Mom said it was called “thunder.”
I sort of freaked out. That noise made me want to run around the house and hide under everything. So I ran a little, hid a little, ran some more, and didn’t calm down until bedtime. Back in Oakland, I heard lots of sirens and explosions and stuff, but they were nothing like this!
Mom and Dad aren’t sure about the best ways to help me get through this. They are going to order the book German Shepherds for Dummies
to see if there’s anything in there about why Shepherds act the way we do. Hopefully there will be something in there about how we can cope with things like this thunder stuff.
Three legged amputee dog Wyatt loves to eat BARF.
This week I got my first tastes of something called the BARF diet.
I know what you’re thinking. Pretty sick. Next thing you know, I’m going to tell you how I like to eat moose poo too (yum!). But check this out:
My Mom gave me raw chicken to snack on this week, and then yesterday I got this big huge cow bone. Man, that thing rocks! I’ve been working on it for two days now, and I think I finally picked it clean.
I’m still getting my kibble and some homemade chicken stew mixed in, but Mom says she wants to start feeding me nothing but human foods.
You won’t hear any complaints from me. Yum!
Three legged German Shepherd Wyatt Ray Dawg finds forever home with Tripawds founders Jim Nelson and Rene Agredano
Well, you probably heard the news by now . . . I have a new home!
Thanks to my awesome foster family, Codie Rae, Smokey, Martha and Ralph, I am now living in the mountains of Colorado. No more being tied to a rope in a crummy backyard, no more mean people who ignore me all day, no more city life for me. Green acres, here I come.
Or rather, “Jerry’s Acres,” here I am!
My new pawrents, Jim and Rene, are the two big Tripawd lovers who run a website for three legged dogs just like me. Since their furbaby Jerry passed away last year, they’ve really missed having dog love around (hah, you think they miss the dog hair too?). When they heard that I was in need of a forever home, they drove 1500 miles just to meet me. There I was, scrappy, skinny and just a few weeks after amputation, but they really seemed to think I was something special. That night at dinner with my pack, they signed some papers and made it official: we are now a family!
I’m so hoppy to be here with them on Jerry’s land. I’ve never smelled so many cool things. Stuff like pine trees and flowers. Oh and sage, lots of sage. And today I even got to bark at my first deer! It’s all so much fun here. I get all worn out by the end of the day, there’s so much to check out. I’m going to leave my mark all over the place!
The best part is, I get to travel in the RV with my new pawrents. Apparently they are going to take their other house out for a few months each year, to show people how awesome three legged dogs like me really are! I’m so excited I get to see the country just like my hero Jerry did. Next week, we are going back to the ranch where they worked last year. I can’t wait to go!
Whew, that’s it for now. I need to build up my strength so I can run around these crazy mountains some more!