Typhoon challenged the Hu-Dad with a request, but a certain lacking trust factor might have doomed the Little Prince’s ultimate plan.
You may have noticed that Chez Herd has strategically placed baby gates that tend to hinder our free flow of the house. Some of us (Cheoah, Frankie and Landon) can go anywhere we want anytime we want. One of us (Roscoe) is too new to be trusted, though he is earning more and more freedom every day. And one of us (*AHEM*) has a long reputation of thievery and mischief that might be the reason we have gates in the house. So when that certain, unnamed Little Prince tried to suggest he wanted to hang out with his sister outside of Hu-Dad’s supervision, suspicions were raised.
Yesterday morning, after an excursion outside, His Haughtiness declined to take his usual route to the study (where Hu-Dad was working) and jumped up on the couch instead. He curled up, looked innocent, and swore that he would behave. So, dear readers, exactly how long do you think before delinquency broke out?
Just less than three minutes. Three. Hu-Dad had barely settled into his chair when he heard the pitter patter of princely paws pursuing purloined prizes.