I have been a Paraplegic for 27 years as the result of a 4x4ing accident that left me sitting in a wheelchair looking out at life. Well we decided early on (having always wanted ,since a child to be a mountain man) to move to the mountains from the coastal California city i lived and worked in at a construction trade . So I moved to southern Oregon and became a mountain man and lived raising my own food ,on the hoof as well as in the garden and supplemented it with some light hunting and fishing. Well that life on the side of a mountain in a wheelchair kinda wore my body down , and after being diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis I was forced to move to a dryer level place ( a mountain mans nightmare ) so with family in the southern California area i found a piece of sweet gentle peace in the badlands of Cuyama Valley. I have always had service dogs, but just called them dogs or by their names ,and have been through a few over the years( I always thought it would have been really neat to have been able to get a dog when you were a kid , and keep it all your life .Having it live through out your adventure) .This one here my smartest though shyest partner in crime is Rooster a 5 year old great Pyrenees ,Mareema cross .  His mother and father worked on a goat and sheep ranch,and he has been the smartest dog i think i have ever had. At ten weeks he knew eight different hand signs as well as voice commands ,and has outwitted me many the time. I am not your typical wheelchair bound person and still to this day haul my own wood for the wood stove and tend to a garden and fruit trees and race around the country on a Russian motorcycle with a sidecar and Rooster. So i hope this answers your question and as you have noticed i love to ramble on,so go check out Roosters page          http://threeleg.....pawds.com/       or check him out on face book       https://www.fac.....038;ref=ts I also have many other writings on facebook and music elsewhere under nonpedestrian. So have a good one and thanks for the comment............... 

Yeah he still helps out ,he still gets into trouble from time to time but it has slowed him down lots .In the day he would pull me for miles ,when i would travel to the city he would pull me three or four miles a day( the one thing i think he misses most). Out here its lots of country and he loved chasing the ATV for miles and would go full bore for about three miles then slow to a trot and keep it up for 8 to 10 miles ,so i think he missed that being only able to hop down to the mail box which is about a 1/4 or so .But I think if he can keep this cancer at bay for a bit he will gain strength, tho never be his running same. Everything else he figured out in just a few days ,was up and hopping in the first few hours after surgery ,and his healing went well,with no complications . The Cammo T-shirt helped lots in keeping his incision clean and scratch free. He still crawls into the back of the 4x4 camper on the truck and climbs into the sidecar as well as the quad .I have even from time to time caught him way under the truck seeking shade and he crawled right back out which is a chore for even a four legged dog as big as him.

    He got his name from his daddy,when i went to pick him out i got to meet his mom and dad and his dad strutted about with his tail held high and reminded me of a Rooster ,but  as with all my dogs in the past he has several nick names and much like children he knows you mean business when you use Rooster.

 And yes its a bite humorous to bend the truth a little and have a little fun with most things in life .Not all obstacles have to be a problem , you can turn them into pleasure and live a life of an adventurer ......Look for more post to come ......nonpedestrian. 

Yeah , that's the ticket.........

It is in Santa Barbara county though you have to go 75 miles over the mountains to get to get to the coast and can't get to Santa Barbara without driving 80 to 100 miles in any direction.