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Once again, we have proof how our cruel Hu-Dad expects us to do terrible things—like go out on the wet grass after it rains!
We know everyone will sympathize with poor Typhoon’s plight. He asked to go out to the yard and our cruel Hu-Dad didn’t tell him it had rained and the grass was wet. He would have to get his feety-feet wet! The horror! The Royal Look Of Scorn sums things up perfectly. You may now share your messages of sympathy with the Little Prince.
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He sure does march to the beat of a different drummer. I’d be curious to learn what a pet psychic would say about him.
Aaahh poor Prince!! Our Queen sends her sympathy to you. Have you ever thought of rain boots? Just have Hu-Dad order front & Back then he can help you get them on! ????
The Hu-Dad laughed very, very, very hard at the image of putting boots on Typhoon’s paws. The royal temper tantrum would be extreme.
Poor typhoon doesn’t understand why a large turtle is allowed in the nice mulch. We feel your pain.
The large turtle doesn’t attempt to pee on the rose bushes.