One day around harvest time, Mogey and Smush were at the county fair. It was impossible not to love the county fair, where pigs ran wild amongst the oxen and the candy apples were as plentiful as regular apples.
The people of Poxleborough County came to the fair for all sorts of reasons. Some came for the all-you-can-eat cheese, some came for the giraffe judging, some even came to see the bearded lady, who showed up every year even though she'd technically been banned since '41. Mogey and Smush, however, came for one reason and one reason only: the wheelbarrow race.
"C'mon Smush," Mogey urged, "we're going to be late for our traditional pre-race meal."
"Don't worry Moges," Smush said calmly. "We're going to be fine."
And they were. They got to the fried spice drop stand exactly ten minutes before race time and ordered a sack of fried spice drops apiece. As they approached the wheelbarrow racing arena, happily munching their drops, Mogey and Smush encountered a sight most unpleasant.
"No!" Mogey uttered under his breath. "He's here! The human wheelbarrow!"
"My goodness," Smush said in awe. "We're done for."
One of the members of the team they were about to race was known far and wide for the controversial surgery he'd undergone, turning both of his hands into actual wheels.
"Not so fast, Smush m'boy," Mogey said, cramming the rest of the fried spice drops into his mouth. "They may be famous, but they've never faced the unstoppable force of Golden Mogey and Constable Smush."
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