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A simple evening walk around our neighborhood turned into a case of backward trouble. Don’t get tangled up in this story.
Typhoon was in rare form for last night’s walk, constantly playing games and walking backwards. Hu-Dad warned him to get serious and pay attention where he was going, but Typhoon refused to behave.
Unfortunately for the Little Prince, his big brother zigged while Typhoon zagged and things went really bad from there. Frankie’s leash stretched in front – er, behind – His Haughtiness and he stumbled directly into the trap.
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Typhoon does have that classic impish look. Funny boy!
Typhoon is very talented!
Looks like his hotspot has healed (no more pink)-GREAT!!!
He has a very mischievous look…I bet he keeps you on the alert!! Especially out on a walk.
Oh dear-WHEN will you learn Typhoon Phooey that a walk means walking FRONT WAYS-lol. That must have been a rare sight to see-leashes tangled every which way!