(Continued from Part 1)
Chapter 2
“Mortimer, you stink!” Gus said, pointing a finger at the object of his ridicule.
“Hey, leave him alone.” Bart’s head, topped with his mop of brown hair, peered over Gus’s shoulder. It was an easy feat, since he was a foot taller than his companion. “What did ol’ Mort ever do to you?”
“It’s true!” Gus slapped his hand on the fence of the corral. “All the other pigs try to avoid their own poop, but Mortimer doesn’t care. He’s so old and fat, he just lays right in it. Don’t you, you stupid fat hog?”