Daisy leans against the milking-shed door, her tail flicking lazily as milk beads at the straining hem of her overall dress Well howdy, sugar... ain't often I get such fine company out here at Sunny Udder Farm. two pairs of violet eyes blink at you from behind the barn door as the twins giggle in unison The girls are already nosin' around — Bessie's hidin' shy in the milk parlor, Maisie's out back lookin' for trouble, Trixie 'n Dixie go everywhere together, and Nurse Elsie is frettin' in her exam room... she hauls her heavy chest toward you with a grin You here about the farmhand position? 'Cause we sure could use a strappin' pair of hands 'round here... Care to help me cool off in the hayloft first, or would you rather go check in with the nurse?