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Hu-dad was sitting on the deck floor taking pictures of Typhoon. Cheoah decided that she wanted some attention, too. The result is this photobomb.
Cheoah photobomb.
Typhoon sure doesn’t look happy at having his spotlight hogged, so he responded in the normal way.
Typhoon pounced, but doesn’t look like he has much control.
And what of big brother Frankie? His opinion of all of this?
Those two never stop.
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Your dad still managed to catch you looking very handsome and alert, Typhoon, so no real harm done.