Does your three-legged pet have a Tripawd twitch? Wyatt Ray shows off his herky jerky stump dance after a day at the beach.
Hey Tripawds friends, did you miss me?
Wyatt goes off-roadin’ in his Walkin’ Wheels Cart
I’ve been a little busy being a travelin’ dawg, going from Colorado to Washington. The humans took me out of the mountains.
Hey this beach thing ain’t so bad.
I thought it was gonna be a bummer but nope. I got to go to the BEACH!
It’s so cool being able to get out to the water. I couldn’t have gone that far it if it wasn’t for my homeboy Travis Ray. He loaned me his wheels ’cause he doesn’t need ’em yet. After my doggie therapist (no, not the kind that fixes your brain!) fixed the cart up for me, now I get to go on longer walks.
Later, when I got home I was so tired, but it’s all good.
Does your stump do the chicken dance too?
I dreamed about herding chickens! And Mom thought it was “so cute” when she saw me doing the Tripawd twitch.
Yeah yeah, my stump still twitches, cause when I’m dreaming I forget that my leg is gone. You would think after ten years on three legs that my sleeping brain would remember I’m a Tripawd, but nope.
See how three-legged Wyatt spent spring break in Colorado and Wyoming, and what he’s going to do next.
Oh man what a spring break that was. So there you are summer!
Hellooooo Summer!
Well, there was no spring break for my peeps. They just worked like always. But at least some of it was fun for me. I got to get some therapy with my friends at Colorado State. And I even made friends with some new veterinarians who didn’t want to poke me, they just wanted to be my friend! I’m like, “You’re pulling my leg doc!”
When we got to Wyoming I had lots of breaktime because it was so darn cold outside! Don’t get me wrong, I love cold. It’s my people that don’t. So we didn’t do a lot outside until last week or so. When the sun finally came out and things warmed up, out came my wheels.
OK fine but only if you give me treats.
I used to like my wheels but now they’re kind of annoying me. I think they are crooked or maybe I am. My mom is doing all kinds of therapy with me to make sure I stay in shape. Sometime soon she will tell you about the contraption she sticks to my back, and the exercises where she IS pulling my leg!
Did you miss me my friends? If so, I won’t let that happen again. I’ll leave you with this little movie of my life during spring break. You can play it over and over again until next time I come back here.
It’s time for me to get outside. You should too! What are you waiting for?
I’m walking and rollin’ in my rear leg wheelchair.
Let’s face it. I’m ten years old. My walks ain’t what they used to be — as long as mom and dad have any say about it. Oh don’t get me wrong, I try to go far, but the humans keep saying something about not letting me overdo it. So walks get shorter and guess what? I get bored. And fat. Not even Tripawd brain games make me as happy as walking. I’m a working dog breed, remember?
Then in December the Oaktown Pack came to visit and brought wheels for me! The wheels belonged to Austin Ray. He couldn’t use the wheels after a while because his “front end doesn’t work so well,” say his people. That’s when mom thought I should give them a try.
A few weeks later they called a dogtor and we met her at a park. I thought that we were gonna go play ball or something, but nope. Dr. Kramer is a canine rehabilitation dogtor, and she was there because you just don’t put a Tripawd in a wheelchair without an expert to make sure it fits right. Check out her Tripawd wheelchair tips.
So here’s what happened:
They fussed with me for a long time, trying to get the cart to fit right. But it only took a few minutes for ME to figure things out. Dr. Kramer kept saying “Wow he’s taking to them faster than I thought he would!”
To her I said, “You had your doubts?” I mean come on, my people are always bugging me to model new gear for Tripawds. Harnesses, boots, you name it, they make me show it off. So why would wheels be any different?
We’ve been practicing our new walking routine. I don’t go for wheelchair walks every day, since the chair puts more weight on my front end. Dr. Kramer says eventually I may need a “carpal brace” for wrist support.
Wyatt rolls downhill in his new wheels.
About every two days here’s what my new Tripawd wheelchair walking routine looks like:
First I go potty.
Then I do a five or ten minute warm up walk. Dr. K says this is important. Just because I have wheels doesn’t mean I will give up walking, as long as I am mobile.
When my warm up walk is over, Mom and Dad set me up in the chair and away we go!
I kinda like the wheels, actually. And Dad likes them more now that I don’t run over his feet as often. I’ve tipped over once or twice but I think I’m getting those turns down now. The cool part is that everywhere we go, people wave and cheer me on, like I’m in a pawrade or something!
