Saturday, April 14, 2012
Knock the Stuffing Out
...get the sh** kicked out of you
...knock the starch out of
...beat the living daylights out of
...get beat to a pulp
...kick the hell out of
...knock the socks off
...beat the tar out of
Gosh, there are a lot of ways to say the same thing!
Tucker tussled with Pippin.
Pippin, being larger,
but not necessarily bolder,
got the upper hand -
or should I say hoof?
Tucker is fine, but he was put in his place for a few hours. He stayed far away from the horses... well, until the next morning, when he was back at it, trying to 'move' the horses! After he was kicked, or bitten... I'm not exactly sure what happened, he skulked around, like a dog who.... had the stuffing knocked out of him! Here he's looking at Pippin, from a safe vantage point behind the fence. Hmmm.... I wonder what he is saying?!
The first picture is Phineus. That's Tucker's favorite stuffed - er, perhaps I should say 'destuffed' animal. Phineus had the stuffing knocked out of him, too! Phineus was a present given to Tucker when he was 8 weeks old - Tucker just turned two. Tucker still plays with the tatters!
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