teturing

Updated: June 27, 2025

I knew her crew by sight, but she'd come switching and teturing out of the dust of my shells like like a hen from under a buggy and she'd dip into a gully, and next thing I'd know 'ud be her old nose peeking over the ridge sniffin' for us. Her runnin' mate had two grey mules in the lead, and a natural wood wheel repainted, and a whole raft of rope-ends trailin' around.

Rudyard Kipling - Traffics and Discoveries