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Typhoon has been racing around the yard showing off his footwork. Dance like a butterfly. Sting like a . . . Typhoon.
Just doing a little zig . . .
. . . with a twist . . .
. . . and ending with a zag.
Though I can’t figure out why the Hu-dad wants me to run around all day.
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Pawesome dance! Woooowooooooo!
Now those is some moves! You is like the Michael Jackson of Huskeroos!
Love your silly antics Ty! Keep it up!