Last November when I had my surgery, my Mom was a little upset that my Dad posted my surgery photos on Tripawds. He wanted everyone to see my battle scar because he thought it was cool. My Mom wasn’t amused.

Not too long ago, I got an email from Bear, a big ol’ dawg that got the bad osteosarcoma news that he’d be a tripod dog soon. His people were worried, but his Dad said

“Both my wife and I were very happy that we had seen Jerry’s pics before Bear had his surgery. It would have been much more traumatic to have seen it for the first time when we went to pick him up.”

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What a relaxing time I’m having while hangin’ with my Auntie Emi in Pennsylvania this week. She lives near Punxsutawney, that town that gets all crazy over this big rodent named Phil every February 2nd. You know, Groundhog Day. Well, I went to Gobbler’s Knob to try to sniff Phil out, but he was busy munching down on some crab apples or something because he was nowhere to be found.

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Just a quick reminder for all you companion people out there to be good “pet owners” and pick up after us dogs whenever we do our doodie.

My people always clean up after me while we travel across the U.S. on our full-time RVing adventure.

Campgrounds and RV parks are a great place to stock up on baggies, and they usually have the good heavy-duty ones!