I begin to accept my lot in life. I am a big sissy.
Being pushed around by a squirt. In my defense, he is very strong for his size. (Parent's note: Buster's size is maybe four pounds, Winston is a wimp.)
Pinned again. Mommy is yelling for me to stop messing around fight back.
I attempt to scurry away, but he grabs my leg and I am denied escape.
Those are Daddy's legs. Despite me clearly being at a disadvantage he refuses to intervene.
"HI DADDY, remember me? Your little baby getting his butt kicked in front of you." He was, of course, willing to take pictures of my misery.
Buster thinks I'm so pathetic that he sometimes plays with himself so that he can have some kind of challenge.
Trying to defend Mommy's legs. Guess how it went.
More abuse at the hands of my bully brother.
Buster ignoring me once again.
See how much bigger I am than him? How does he always win??