One rainy afternoon Mogey and Smush took a walk out to the pig pens. The swine were happy as hogs in the rain: they had an extra hop to their step and their oinks seemed just a little more contented than normal. Mogey and Smush made a lap around the pigsties to make sure everything was hunky dory and then Mogey began unbuttoning his shirt.
"Whatever are you doing, Mogey?" Smush asked.
"Getting ready to do some hog rasslin," Mogey replied. "What'd you think we came out here for?" Sure enough, beneath his overalls, Mogey was wearing his bathing costume.
"To feed the pigs!" Smush said. "What do you want to 'rassle' them for?"
"Cause it's raining," Mogey said, snugging his swimming cap and climbing onto one of the pigpen's corner fenceposts. "And Dunley Burnkroger told me that's the best weather for hog rasslin. Alright piggies, prepare for the Widowmaker!" And Mogey leapt from the top fence post and into the rassling match of his life.
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