Pooh was over at the Manse last evening to watch Florida absolutely slaughter UCLA. Pooh also came over just to hang with the Tyge-a-Boo.
The Tygester has a new toy - a small duck, we've named "Quacker". Quacker goes "quaaaack quaaaaack quack quack quack" when squeezed - hence the name "Quacker". Tyge loves Quacker. Tyge carries him around and chomps on him so that Quacker quacks incessantly. The soundtrack to our lives is now the Aflac duck's cousin.
After the bazillionth dunk by Joakim Noah, it was clear that UCLA was a bunch of flattened bears. So, to keep himself entertained, Pooh decided to play a little keep away with Tyge - he grabbed Quacker. Here's the resultant action in pictures:
Pooh is very foolhardy. Ya gotta feel sorry for Quacker - he's being dangled up there like bait.
Quacker's little legs are just flyin' out there. Tyge is getting ready to make his move. Man - Tyge sure has a big nog. If I were Seth, I'd hand over Quacker ASAP.
You can just see a tiny bit of orange peeking out from Tyge's mouth. The Pooh is vanquished. Quacker is back at home in Tyge's mouth. Oh - and you can glimpse the April snowstorm out the window.
Hugs all around!!!
9:39:03 PM 
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