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So many places to spread out inside Hu-Dad’s study, but the Little Prince has claimed the desk fort as his own, personal domain.
Sleeping under the desk has many advantages. The floor is cooler in the summer which is a plus for all of that Siberian fur (and notice the floofs on Typhoon’s hips that just beg for plucking, though he hates HATES being plucked). It’s dark. And, most importantly, his siblings want it so it’s an opportunity to be a pest while pretending to be innocent.
Unfortunately, Hu-Dad, for some odd reason, believes that his feet should be able to go under the desk when he is working. And then his feet might—brace yourself for the horror here, folks—his feet might actually touch His Haughtiness which the Little Prince hates almost as much as being plucked. And, imagine this, Hu-Dad seems to take great delight in revving up the grumble bunny just to hear the complaints.
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