Trouble Arrives With Gusto

We spend our evenings relaxing in the den until trouble arrives. We anticipate you can guess who brings trouble into our midst.

Guess who? Trouble arrives.

Guess who?

Just as the humans settled onto the couches, the sound of thundering paws echoed off the den walls. Maybe he thought he serves as the main act for the evening’s entertainment. Or, perhaps, he simply could not abide in the peace and quiet. Regardless, Typhoon’s arrival set off a flurry of activity.

Let's rumble, sis.

Let’s rumble, sis.

Chaos reigned. Fun happened. Fur flew. And the humans were thoroughly entertained. Really. They told us that we were too much. Can you believe that? With order reinstated, Cheoah opted to conserve energy until the next set of “games” happen.

Someone let me know if he is about to pounce.

Someone let me know if he is about to pounce.


  1. Mom, Ebby 'n Ice on August 6, 2016 at 7:00 pm

    Mom sez: I would LOVE to pit your Typhoon against our Ebby! I think they’d be a perfect match for one another!

  2. Lori on August 4, 2016 at 7:43 am

    Who needs a television when you got a Typhoon!!!!

  3. siku marie on August 4, 2016 at 1:10 am

    Our Zsofia is your Ty! Even when dad does not get home until 11pm from his late classes, Zso is raring to put on a show!

  4. Juno's mom on August 3, 2016 at 1:04 pm

    The little prince does keep things balanced.

  5. Pat and Rebel on August 3, 2016 at 11:09 am

    I love your photos and stories that explain them. I think Rebel believes your humans are great and is not happy that I never added another husky for him to play with.

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