wire-thin

Updated: July 27, 2026

And David supported his lanky length, in a careless and dust-colored garb, with a capacious hand on the oak beam of the mantel. It was May, school had stopped, and a door was open on a warm still dusk. Allen's tale had come to an end; he was pinching the ear of a diminutive dog like a fat white sausage with wire-thin legs and a rat tail that never left him.

Joseph Hergesheimer - The Happy End