A Not So Royal Prince

Some warm sunshine, cool grass, and marsh breezes make for a perfect napping combination and a not so royal prince.

A not so royal princely snore
A not so royal princely snore

Yesterday’s weather was perfect for a nap in the yard and our own Little Prince made himself comfortable. Unfortunately for him, pests were around.

Did I hear a camera shutter click?
Did I hear a camera shutter click?

Yes, the Hu-Dad might have captured a few photographs of His Highness in a not so royal prince mode. Don’t worry—His Surliness knew how to respond.

Back away puparazzi and leave me alone
Back away puparazzi and leave me alone

Unfortunately for a napping Little Prince, the Hu-Dad wasn’t the only pest in the yard.

Hi, Big Bro. Are you trying to nap?
Hi, Big Bro. Are you trying to nap?

4 Comments

  1. HokiePack on May 20, 2020 at 12:43 pm

    Love the third pic! What a smile on his face! Something we his subjects don’t see often!!

  2. Jean Burkhardt on May 20, 2020 at 8:43 am

    Typhoon doesn’t look too royal in those positions and I think he is angry at you Hu-Dad with the constant click click of the camera. But just think Typhoon-you are a STAR!!

    • The Thundering Herd on May 20, 2020 at 8:53 am

      Typhoon says pshaw. He isn’t a star. At least not an ordinary one. He’s a SUPERstar. A MEGAstar. The world revolves around him.

      And the sooner the world figures that out and complies, his life will be so much simpler.

  3. Debbie & Ruby on May 20, 2020 at 8:37 am

    Why is it a camera always has to come out and ruin a nice peaceful sleep? Always happens in the daily life of a Husky.

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