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The Little Prince was a little surprised when his brother just announced he was coming through, but it was breakfast time.
His Highness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey insists everyone around him defers to his every wish, especially early in the morning before the Little Curmudgeon is fully awake. Despite his insistence, things don’t always meet his expectations.
Even his bestest buddy ignored the royal edict and cut right in front of his sunrise view. In Roscoe’s defense, it was time for breakfast and meals trump all other rules.
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Wings of Doom
December 12, 2024
A simple nightly routine with my dogs led me to face the wings of doom, a hideous creature that lurks in the shadows of my yard.
I love his expressions, The Royal one is not pleased.
Poor Typhoon. He is sooooo mistreated…
Food beats viewing this time, better luck next time Little Prince.
Sorry little Prince-as Hu-Da says-MEALTIMES trump everything else!!!
The Prince is getting quite the fluffy tail !