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Typhoon Phooey goes by many nicknames around Chez Herd, but none may be as appropriate as his royal suggestion – so we are having a Little Prince Day.
The most difficult part of being royalty? The fact that mere peasants – like the Hu-Dad – dare touch you and insist on filming you. And then just when you want those same peasants to do your bidding – open a door, feed you a snack, scratch an ear – they claim to be busy. Can you just imagine the sheer indignities of being royalty at Chez Herd?
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