A Wild Hair

We know we would not shock any of our readers if we said that Typhoon has a wild hair. Of course, we don’t mean the phrase where he went and did something crazy. We mean he really has a wild hair.

what is Hu-dad rattling about?

What are you rattling about today, Hu-dad?

single black whisker

Oh. You mean the single black whisker among all of my white whiskers.

just being a teenager.

Just being a teenager and doing something crazy with my hair.

4 Comments

  1. Sam on October 27, 2014 at 10:55 pm

    Haha – he’s trying to grow a pencil thin mustache! 🙂

    Rhett Butler, move over!

    Monty and Harlow

  2. Miley's Daily Scoop on October 27, 2014 at 6:01 pm

    Awww, you have a beauty mark! So cute!

  3. holly on October 27, 2014 at 9:51 am

    It’s good to be different Ty. You are so cute.

  4. jane on October 27, 2014 at 8:46 am

    My Bruce has one white whisker among all black ones. Hugs and kisses to the herd.

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