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I’ll Just Do It Myself
This may only be a photo, but we bet you can hear the snort of disgust, the stomping of the feety-feet, and the grumbling of His Royal Highness Little Prince Typhoon Phooey as he’s once again challenged by a world that doesn’t just bend to his will.
Read Today's Herd StoryFrankie Suave Strikes A Pose
Frankie Suave believes in efficiency when he heads out to the yard. He handles business and wants back inside. His younger brothers, though, always seem to find something to delay things. Hu-Dad was amused when he turned and saw Frankie watching those dawdling siblings with a look of… well, displeasure.
Read Today's Herd StoryI Missed You
True confession time. Roscoe is a daddy’s boy. He loves, loves, loves his Hu-Dad (almost as much as his bestest brother ever, Typhoon) and never wants to be separated. Even as this is being typed, he’s curled up at Hu-Dad’s feet. Actually, on Hu-Dad’s feet. You know, in case he moves and tries to leave the room without the appropriate canine escort.
Read Today's Herd StoryDance of the Trouble Brothers
The bestest buddies ever maintain a constant game of one-upmanship in their never-ending competition. First Roscoe goes for an advantage, then Typhoon. The fancy footwork of evasion will quickly be followed with a pounce of revenge. So goes the Dance of the Trouble Brothers.
Read Today's Herd StoryFrankie Investigates
We are nearing post number 5,000 which is awesome, but it’s hard to find new stories to tell after we’ve told so many. Hu-Dad tried to mix things up by lying on the ground to take photos, but that seemed a wee bit curious to Frankie Suave.
Read Today's Herd StoryRoscoe Roll
We’ve shared dozens and dozens of photos of Typhoon snoozing, rolling, or stretching in the grass of Chez Herd, but Roscoe decided he can’t let his brother have all the fun. Or maybe the grass has achieved the perfect spring thickness. Whatever the reason, we’ve spotted many a Roscoe roll the last few days.
Read Today's Herd StoryRadar Detects Approaching Threat
The Trouble Brothers love their games, mostly involving sneaking up on each other and pouncing. Typhoon oftens gets the upper paw in these battles since he is a master of deception. Poor Roscoe, though, forgets how skilled Typhoon is in defense. Here, Typhoon looks unimpressed at the fast approaching Roscoe.
Read Today's Herd StoryDuty Calls
Roscoe was enjoying a good ear scratch during his Hu-Dad time when the twig snapped in the woods. Sure, he wanted nothing more than to continue the cuddle session. But when a twig snaps, a Roscoe investigates. That’s just the way things work. After the deer were told off, Roscoe returned to Hu-Dad for more ear scratching, satisfied in a job well done.
Read Today's Herd StoryFix It, Hu-Dad
Poor Typhoon refuses to admit that he might be a step slower than his youth. He certainly will not accept that the rabbits can now outrun him. Much to his disgust, one slipped through the fence right in front of him, but he knew exactly whose fault that was. Yes, Hu-Dad, this look is for you.
Read Today's Herd StoryA Deer Tromps In The Woods
A nice peaceful morning. Birds singing. A gentle breeze rustling the leaves. A twig snaps in the forest. Wait! A twig snaps! That must mean our dear deer friends are back. A whole herd of them. Pardon Landon as he totally forgets why he is outside at sunrise in the first place.
Read Today's Herd StoryLoyalty Only Goes So Far
Frankie adores attention. Ear rubs. Belly rubs. Neck rubs. You name it, he loves it. When he had his regular vet appointment earlier this week, the vet tech invited him to go with her for some tests. Without the slightest hesitation, he turned his back on Hu-Dad and happily pranced away with her. He, of course, received tons of love from the entire staff before reluctantly returning to the Hu-Dad.
Read Today's Herd StoryJust Try To Say No
Poor Hu-Dad is not only outnumbered, but he can’t resist our canine superpowers. What superpowers, you ask? The face. The eyes. For example, Hu-Dad tried to tell Roscoe that it was an hour until suppertime, but received this look in response. Guess who got dinner moved a little earlier?
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