Pulled in about ten-thirty Friday night, whipped, beat, a good mite poorer, but happy as a pig in mud. (I know it's supposed to be "a pig in shit", but I've yet to meet a pig who digs being in a wallowfull of shit. For that matter I don't think I've met ANY animal who'd willingly, happily roll about in a pit of feces all the live-long day...with ( Read more... )