The Bobblehead Showdown

I stalked up the sturdy wooden shelves looking for someone who could take a real punch! Perched right on the edge was a ceramic bulldog wearing funny tiny goggles, perched atop a thick metal spring. Grrr-ha! It had the gall to nod right at me like a mockery! I planted my claws, dropped low, and swung a massive haymaker straight into its chin. Wham! That spring loaded up with pure vengeance and snapped back instantly—thwack! The heavy ceramic skull bopped me right between the eyes, sending me skidding backwards into a stack of hardcovers. My horns buzzed, but I held my ground and glared right back at its furious wobbling head!