The rump or croup, in the external morphology of an animal, is the portion of the posterior dorsum that is posterior to the loins and anterior to the tail. Anatomically, the rump corresponds to the sacrum.
The tailhead or dock is the beginning of the tail, where the tail joins the rump. It is known also as the base or root of the tail, and corresponds to the human sacrococcygeal symphysis. In some mammals the tail may be said to consist of the tailbone (meaning the bony column, muscles, and skin) and the skirt (meaning the long hairs growing from the tailbone). In birds, similarly, the tail consists of tailbone and tailfan (tail fan).
Some animals are subjected to docking, the amputation of the tailbone at or near the dock. These include dogs, cats, sheep, pigs, and horses. Humans have a remnant tail, the coccyx, and the human equivalent of docking is coccygectomy.
Usage varies from animal to animal. Birds and cattle are said to have a rump and tailhead. Dogs are said to have a rump and dock. Horses are said to have a croup (sometimes rump), thigh or haunch, buttock, and dock.
So many things are on your mind
You look troubled and scared to death
And the chores you missed on your very long list
That won't let you catch your breath.
I know we've had some hard times
But I won't let that get in your way
Before you cry tonight and get up tight
There's one thing that I'd like to say.
Honey hush, turn the lights down low
Don't push so hard
Leave our cares and woes
And won't you please
Let me lead you across the floor.
Honey hush, it'll be alright
Don't you think we should discuss
Oh, but not tonight
We can worry in the mornin'
But right now, Honey hush.
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Things don't change very easy
It's like our whole world is falling apart
But this love we share shows how much we care
We're forever joined at the heart.
I believe that we will get through this
Though we don't rightly know what to do
If there's a will there's a way with these bills to pay
As long as I know I've got you.
Honey hush, turn the lights down low
Don't push to hard
Leave your cares and woe
And dance with me
Let me lead you across the floor.
Honey hush, It'll be alright
Don't you think we
Oh, but not tonight
We can worry in the mornin'
But right now, Honey hush.
We can worry in the mornin'
But right now, Honey hush.