Get Off My Lawn

Yes, Typhoon is the old man who would yell at kids playing, “Get off my lawn!”

Get off my lawn

Poor Typhoon. He wants his world to operate in exactly his way without any outside interference. When he saw kids playing next door, he wanted to yell, “Get off my lawn.” Then Hu-Dad pointed out they were in their own yard and had every right to play there. Typhoon does not seem convinced. (P.S.—No barking was involved, just much staring.)

4 Comments

  1. Patty Markiewicz on January 9, 2021 at 9:38 pm

    He even has the ‘old man’ stance and the stare down. lol

  2. Debbie and Ruby on January 9, 2021 at 10:03 am

    You are a good watch dog (quiet) Typhoon, better than being a guard dog (noisy). Keep on watching..

  3. Karen on January 9, 2021 at 8:56 am

    Sweet Ty!

  4. Jean Burkhardt on January 9, 2021 at 6:26 am

    Poor Typhoon-dogs seem to think whatever they can see is THEIR property. Our boy is the same way-He looks at me the same way-like” WHAT are they doing on OUR property?”! Good boy Little Prince-at least you didn’t bark-unlike ours who shall remain nameless.!!

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