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Take Me Home, Driver
His Royal Highness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey had a follow up exam yesterday. As we’ve explained before, Typhoon has developed an infection at the, er, “end” of the digestive tract. There was some poking and prodding (which the doctor delicately described as no more fun for the medical staff than it was for the patient). We’ve adjusted the medications. More importantly, we’re going to attempt a change to his diet, a very big deal because of his long list of food allergies. Ignoring all the details, though, the entire situation can be summed up by the look of disdain being cast by His Royalness—a take-me-home scowl. He had had enough indignities for the day. The Royal Chauffeur drove the Royal Limousine home in time for the afternoon walk and some Royal ear rubs. We won’t say all has been forgiven, but it’s progress.
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Not Quite Seeing Eye To Eye
On a bright, sunny day, Typhoon says nothing is better than a good nap in the grass. Roscoe P., however, thinks that is perfect weather for a rousing game in the yard. Looks like they are not quite seeing eye to eye. Or nose to eye.
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Royal Deep Thoughts
His Royal Highness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey is always a serious canine. He came to us nearly nine years ago with only two letters to his name (Ty), but that has grown over the years to his long nickname. Add in his other names (Little Curmudgeon, Munchkin, etc.) and you would think Hu-Dad has tried every name in the book to get Ty to pay attention to human request. Alas, that is never going to happen, especially when royal deep thoughts are occurring. Or, more likely, squirrels are scampering about the front yard.
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Is It Time Yet? How About Now?
Poor Roscoe P. was sure—absolutely, positively sure—that it was afternoon walk time. Hu-Dad said not yet and he needed to be patient for a few minutes. This is Roscoe’s best attempt at patiently waiting. Yeah, we went on our afternoon walk a little early.
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Target Acquired
In his younger and speedier days, Typhoon hunted with amazing success. He caught many creatures, but his favorite was the speediest. Any rabbit foolish enough to sample the grass inside our fence quickly found himself being chased. The Little Prince zigged and zagged, outmaneuvering so many bunnies we lost count. Much to his dismay, his prey is forewarned by Hu-Dad before the mighty hunter enters the yard. Imagine his excitement when he eyed movement in the yard. Visions of exploits past flashed through His Highness’s mind as he zeroed in on a target in the yard yesterday. His form was impeccable, but, alas, the distance was too great and his prey slipped through the fence to safety. The Little Curmudgeon had to settle for a human prepared dinner instead.
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Mechanical Error
We have routines, folks. Sacred rituals that must be followed. A mechanical error disrupted our lives yesterday and caused Typhoon’s shocked look. You have to click the link to find out what happened.
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Echo Chamber
We like to keep Hu-Dad wondering what games we’re playing. When he saw Landon using our secret watering station, he at least understood that refreshment could be found there. Roscoe’s head inside a rose bush planter, however, is a wee bit more difficult to grasp. Was he using it as an echo chamber? Your guess is as good as Hu-Dad’s.
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Fancy Running Into You Here
For years, Typhoon thrilled in his role as the younger pest always stirring things up in the yard. As he approaches his eighth anniversary living at Chez Herd, he’s beginning to appreciate the quieter moments. He also appreciates having a bestest brother to hang out with, even if Roscoe P. sometimes is a wee bit closer than the Little Prince would prefer. Don’t worry, though, because the wrestling match started just seconds later.
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A Really Big Turkey
Our neighborhood is quite big into decorating, so we were disappointed when the Halloween season was over. To our surprise, some neighbors don’t wait for Christmas. They decorate for Thanksgiving! Roscoe had a very close inspection of this really big turkey, but then Hu-Dad’s imagination took over (as it so often does). He envisioned Roscoe nibbling to see if the turkey was tasty, but puncturing it with a tooth. The balloon would shoot up in the air, farting away, with Roscoe dangling below. Yes, our Hu-Dad is just a little weird like that.
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Vigilant Sentry
Hu-Dad’s safety is our top concern. Well, getting fed is our top concern and he is the keeper of kibble. While he labors away at his busyness in his study, we surround him with our protective force (the humming sounds suspiciously like snores, but we’re alert). While the rest of us stand guard, Roscoe takes up the window vantage point to monitor the plotting and planning squirrels that are busily taking up positions in the front yard. When the tree rat attack comes, our ever-vigilant sentry will sound the alarm. Don’t you feel safer?
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Brothers: Dream Or Reality?
When you first wake up from a nap, do you have that moment when you aren’t sure if you’re still dreaming? Frankie is trying to decide exactly why his little brother Landon has decided to nap so close. Has Boom Boom gotten into trouble with his other brothers? Is he looking for wisdom from big bro? It’s Friday, Dear Readers, so give us your best caption this.
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Unruly Tail Feathers
The price Landon pays for his glamorous and ridiculously furry tail. On a windy day, he just can’t keep the unruly tail feathers under control. That look of displeasure came after he yelled at it to stop bothering him.
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