I sat down and picked up my juice while Mom slid a plate of eggs and bacon in front of me."There's no wind," Tom said. "It's a little cool this mornin..., but we should have a good day out there." Is it too cold for shorts?" I asked."It is for me," Tom said. "The weather report is for a warm day, but not until later."I finished my breakfast and helped my mom with the dishes. Dad went out and started the boat and Eddie and Tom went to start getting the rods ready."You can go too," Mom told me.. I stood quickly, stuffed my throbbing blood sausage in my britches and stiff-legged my way back to my work. The man had been dragging a half-dozen clattering rails behind his team, and now he unchained them and dumped them at my feet."Do it right, boy," he said gruffly, "not half-assed with them split timbers," and then he turned to his red-faced daughter. "Get on back to the house, churn's a'waitin' for you, miss lazy-bones." He clucked at his mules and got turned around. The girl ran down,. Trixie yelled at him, "You are a pervert, Harvey."She glanced at the stage and noticed Balboa's wife, Adrian Angora, had taken the stage. She was a classy rodent, normally dressed to the hilt in velveteen. She immediately began bumping and grinding as lewdly as rabbit-ly possible catching everyone's attention.She has legs, and she knows how to use them. Her music was performed live by country troubadour, Eddie Rabbit, who was singing a hillbilly cover of "Cherry Pie." Ears bled in three. I tried to ignore it but she kept knocking so I had to get up and answer it. She said their tv was screwed up and would I come down for tea. I told her I was busy and that I had plans but she kept asking and I am so horrible at telling people 'no', so I went down. I was really mad that I couldn't finish with Kendal and I guess I was sort of blaming her even though it wasn't her fault - once I knew her tv was screwing up I would never have been able to relax enough. Anyway, it wasn't too.