Are You Sleeping?

Big brother Typhoon doesn’t get the respect he deserves when his little bro Roscoe asks, “Are you sleeping?”

Are you sleeping?
Are you sleeping?

Poor Typhoon works so hard to show his gruff side, but he just doesn’t get the respect he thinks he deserves. Frankie Suave ignores the grumbles because he’s the boss. Landon ignores it because he lives in his own special bouncy world. And bestest buddy Roscoe P. thinks nothing of interrupting naps. This photo shows the classic moment, repeated throughout the day, when Roscoe steps up and asks, “Are you sleeping?”

2 Comments

  1. Debbie and Ruby on August 17, 2021 at 9:04 am

    Typhoon is so happy to have his yard to sleep in. Too bad Roscoe doesn’t agree.

  2. Jean Burkhardt on August 17, 2021 at 8:31 am

    I think Typhoon isn’t really as gruff as he tries to be! I think though as you said Hu-Dad-Roscoe P seems to be the one who pesters him the most during the day(but he loves him)!!

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