Rebecca munches on a hot dog as Mojo has a Reuben sandwich. The two heaved a sigh as they at, then Mojo said after swallowing a mouthful, "At last, we're able to enjoy the peaceful sounds of nature." Rebecca said, "You said it, Mojo." Just when everyone is eating and having fun, loud banjo music played loudly and the two Pomeranians began howling as they put their paws over their ears.
Everyone else covered their ears and Ace shot an ugly look at Mojo, "We're able to enjoy the peaceful sounds of nature?" Deanna said, "I'm gonna slam that banjo over that pink idiot and punch his lights out if he doesn't stop playing!"
As Fuzzy plays and sings, "Weeeell, y'may get some flies an' y'may get some fleas, y'might wake up in th' mornin' smellin' like cheese, but you'll always feel warm 'n friendly-like now, an' you'll never be lonely if y'bunk with a cow.." Buford begins howling loudly. Upon hearing the sound, Fuzzy's little nephew Furry peeks out through the door and calls, "Uncle Fuzzy, please! Cain't y'all play sumthin' th' dog don't know?"
The loud music and howling is now truly beginning to get to everyone. Roxi looks up at Rebecca and barks, "Wuf, wuf, wuf!" Rebecca replies, "You're right, Roxi, something truly must be done about this!" Foxy and Roxi started growling, which made Mojo say, "That's right, babies! Let's tell that yokel to shut up and make him!" The group began to storm towards the cabin, then Blossom says, "Fuzzy's not alone. He's got his little nephews Furry, Wuzzy, and Scuzzy with him."
Roxi and Foxy started yipping angrily, which made Furry say, "Hey, Unc! Looky here! Looks like we've got some fox stew for lunch!" Rebecca picks up Roxi as Mojo picks up Foxy protectively, then Mojo shouts, "You're not going to make a meal out of our dogs, you ingrate!" Fuzzy shot up and snarled, "Them's fightin' words! Y'all don't say that to my kin and get away with it!"
Snake sees an old guitar somewhere and tunes it, then he hands it to Mojo saying, "Here, maybe you can outplay him." Mojo hands Foxy to Snake, then he takes a hold of the guitar and plucks out a few strings to The Beverly Hillbillies theme:
Come and listen to a story about a man named Jed
A poor mountaineer, barely kept his family fed,
Then one day he was shootin at some food,
And up through the ground came a bubblin crude.
Oil that is, black gold, Texas tea.
Well the first thing you know ol Jed's a millionaire,
Kinfolk said "Jed move away from there"
Said "Californy is the place you ought to be"
So they loaded up the truck and moved to Beverly.
Hills, that is. Swimmin pools, movie stars.
Mojo began playing fast as the Pomeranians howled in tune, which made the group smile and holler like hillbillies, "Yee-haw! Get 'er done! Whee doggie!"
Mojo finishes playing and sings:
Well now its time to say good by to Jed and all his kin.
And they would like to thank you folks fer kindly droppin in.
You're all invited back a gain to this locality
To have a heapin helpin of their hospitality
Hillybilly that is. Set a spell, Take your shoes off.
Mojo finishes plucking the strings and says, "Y'all come back now, ya hear?"
Everyone claps and cheers; the puppies hop up on their hind legs and begin barking excitedly. "Well, well, well," Fuzzy says. "Is this-here a challenge that ah hear? Well, ah gots a li'l ditty of mah own ta play fer ya." He picks up his banjo and begins to play loudly and off key:
"Oh, ah got me a pig by th' name a' Roy,
An' that ol' hog, he's a good ol' boy,
Ah likes ta take 'at feller down by th' lake,
We's gonna catch ourselves a mean ole snake,
Gonna swing 'im 'round by his rattlin' tail..."
The group cringes and holds their ears; the puppies lie on the ground, whimpering, with their paws covering their ears. Rebecca traipses up to Mojo and gently places her hand on his shoulder. "Well, I think we know who the winner is!" she says with a smile. Mojo smiles and blushes a bit.
A disgruntled look crosses the pink monster's face. "A'right. Ah hates ta say it, an' ah mean ah REALLY hates ta say it, but...y'all a mighty good musician, an' ya done bested mah skills. C'mon, boys, let's go." He, his nephews and the dog then traipse back into the shack. The group look on happily, until Fuzzy quickly pops out of the door again and shouts, "STILL MAH PROPERTAY!" and razzes them again, then goes back in.
The group looks on angrily and the puppies begin to growl. "Ooh, the nerve of him!" Mojo glowers. Rebecca gently places her hand on his shoulder. "Please don't be upset, Mojo Sweetie. You played and sang really well back there." Mojo's face brightens. "Really?"
"Yes indeed. After you bested him like that, Fuzzy won't be giving us any more trouble also." Rebecca elaborates. Mojo gives a small smile. "Oh, thank you for your kind words, Becca Dear."