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Today, we have a delicate rough and tumble story to share with you. Oh, sure, that might seem to be a contradictory description, but we think you will agree by the end of the story.
Sunday morning was beautiful – crisp, cool, clear. The dogs slowly drifted outside as dawn broke over the land. Cheoah, as is her custom, was the last dog up and outside.
Of course, as happens to many, the first order of business for Cheoah in a new day is, well, business in the yard. Not just number one business, but number two business. You know, big business. Not sure how much more delicately we can put that.
So, anyway, there is Cheoah out in the yard, carefully selecting exactly the right spot, assuming the position, and getting, well, er, productive when our villain enters the scene.
Typhoon had been awake for a while. All business had been resolved. And he was ready to play. Seeing his favorite playmate apparently oblivious to his sneak attack, Typhoon raced for all he was worth, catching Cheoah in the side right at her, well, triumphant moment.
Typhoon collides. Cheoah goes flying through the air. And, well, her output is also flying through the air. If a fan had been there, it would have hit it for sure.
And, thus, we had a delicate rough and tumble story.
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I really laughed at the choice of words during this story!!!! Even back in 2015 Prince Typhoon Phooey was scaring the C–p out of others in the herd!!!
Typhoon’s always been a cheeky little monkey. Bless him.
She was a beautiful girl and also gave us a few laughs!!
It is a mug shot ! Poor Cheoah ! I’m sure over the years she exacted revenge on the Prince ! Miss her cute face ?
Every time I see a picture of Typhoon, I start laughing – I know something has gone wrong, and he is somewhere in there! I just love that pup! Sorry Cheoah, hope everything comes out okay for the rest of the week…hahahaha *snort*
You took the words right out of my mouth!
Holy crap!
That is an image that will remain through the day/week/month. Thanks for brightening up my Monday.
Uh oh! Looks like Typhoon also got a surprise in that situation.
Hugs to the Herd from all of us.
Love,
Piappies Fudgie, Princess, Frappie, Mocha, Sugar, Wai-Max, Wai-Pai & Forgie
Thank you for the great laugh. That was just too funny to me, but I’m sure that was not funny at all to cheoah. I can only imagine she was not happy at all. Hugs and kisses to the herd.
Mom sez: Oh, the “head pictures”, OMG, the “head pictures”!!!