There out in his pasture stood the perfect pair of two fine matured Clydesdale horses, one a mare and the other a fine conformation of a stallion and stud.
Uncle Ben called for the two strange horses to come, and dutifully they both happily like trotted over to meet Uncle.
He admired the two fine looking animals, he knowing good horse flesh, he opened the gate and lead first the stallion to the barn. Once they were inside the barn, Uncle knew what needed be done if he were to make these two fine animals as if his to own and keep.
Uncle put the stallion inside a stall and with head halter and a rope rein he made it impossible for the big animal to escape.
A fumbling about in a big wooden box there in the barn, and Uncle retrieved a tattoo electric needle, he filling it with black ink, then took a nasty harsh firm hold to the lower lip of the stallion and did his work to mark the animal with his own social security number with an added number as if to set the animal as one born there on the farm.
Ben stood there in horror, he marked as if a horse and animal owned by his uncle, what might be the consequences for a tattoo?
Uncle retrieved then Robby, he then as a Clydesdale mare, stood oddly willing to the man as he did a tattoo and put the big mare into her new stall home.
"A stallion and a mare, what luck, surely God is good to me today!" Said Uncle as he walked happily back to his house, he leaving Ben to try and get free his animalistic bonds.