Racing Toward Trouble

When your brother is having more fun than you are, the only answer is racing toward trouble as quickly as possible.

Mischief dead ahead

Typhoon wandered through the yard with his nose to the ground snorfling for the best smells when he identified a problem. His bestest-brother-ever Roscoe P. was having tons of fun on the opposite side. What’s a canine to do? Racing toward trouble was the only real option.

5 Comments

  1. tammyj on June 1, 2022 at 11:05 am

    and with a big grin on his face! XO

  2. HokiePack on May 31, 2022 at 3:01 pm

    Happy Happy Pup!

  3. Juno's mom on May 31, 2022 at 12:31 pm

    They have such a sweet relationship.

  4. Debbie & Miss Ruby on May 31, 2022 at 10:50 am

    Run Ty Run!! Always having fun.

  5. Jean Burkhardt on May 31, 2022 at 6:16 am

    Of course Typhoon HAS to see what his brother Roscoe P is up to Hu-Dad!!! Love the action shot of his running!!

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