Trash Talking

Roscoe’s constant trash talking amuses the humans, but will always goad Typhoon into a chasing match around the yard.

Typhoon preparing to respond to Roscoe - trash talking
Typhoon preparing to respond to Roscoe

Roscoe loves wrestling with his bestest buddy ever, but sometimes Typhoon prefers to not engage. Good luck with that, Ty, because Roscoe is the master talker who will talk on and on and on until you can’t take another minute. Just look at Ty’s face and you know the games are about to begin.

3 Comments

  1. HokiePack on June 4, 2023 at 10:05 am

    Our current pack “talk” all the time. It can be a bit much so I get it TY !!

  2. Debbie & Miss Ruby on June 4, 2023 at 6:47 am

    Ty must feel it is time to end all that jabbering so he can get in some lounging time!! Not a happy face..

  3. JEAN BURKHARDT on June 4, 2023 at 6:32 am

    Too funny-I guess Roscoe’s “words” have finally gotten to Typhoon. I bet it was funny to see them running around AGAIN!

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