This poor thing is Pink Flamingo.
Darcy ! Give him back !
"Grrr. No chance. I'm still trying to pull that other wing off."
Mr Darcy has already pulled all the stuffing out of him three or four times, you see.
Poor thing. Hollow and empty and bereft of stuffing.
No legs either. Darcy has pulled the rope legs out altogether.
Shall we stuff him again, Mr D ?
"Sure Dad. That will keep me busy for half a day, pulling it all out again."
Hmm, maybe I won't bother then.
Si the DogBlogger.