Dollar was humongous clydesdale, a good six feet at the shoulder, covered in brown fur with white-feathered hooves and a wide white blaze running down his nose. Even though he was eleven years old, he still had the heart and soul of a thoroughbred yearling. He tossed his head as Bo and Vol entered the barn. Bo hesitated as the monster of a horse reared up to full height; the giant stared back down at them.

"Hey, babe…" Vol crooned, reaching the tips of her fingers to his ears. He closed his eyes contentedly as she scratched his forelock, running her other hand down his muscled shoulder. "You's a big boy ain' 'cha?" She whispered to him. Bo shook his head and walked towards the semi-neat stack of hay bales.

"Vol?" He asked. She glanced over to him. "Can y'all give me some help wi' these?" She nodded, and gave Dollar one more pat on the neck before bounding over to Bo. She easily lifted tow bales and tossed them in the corner by the barn door, barely missing Luke.

"Hey, watch out there, Vol!" He warned her. She turned and smiled.

"Y'all's know I wouldn' hur' ch'y'all…" she smiled. "On purpose."

" 'Zactly why he's nervous, Vol." Sparks said, following Luke into the barn. One of the heifers mooed, and Sparks scratched behind her ear. Daisy laughed as she gathered the eggs. Vol smiled as she grabbed another bale of hay. Bo shook his head as Vol easily cleared the hay. Sparks sat down to one of the heifers, and had finished milking two before Luke had a chance to start.

"Dang it, Sparks, y'all's is fast wi' them cows." Bo said, wiping the haydust off his palms. Daisy gave her a congratulatory tap on the shoulder as she took the eggs to the house. Tiny returned to the barn from his early morning jog, Sky yipping at his heels.

"Whaddya need?" he asked.

"Get the milk." Vol replied. Tiny nodded as he gently lifted two buckets. Sky investigated the third, but was scared off by a deep growl from Lee.

"Smart little thing, ain' he?" Luke said as Sky rushed off after Tiny. He took the last heifer out to the pasture. Bo shook his head as he picked up one of the last two bales. Vol grabbed the last one and followed Bo to the pile. They both stacked the bales.

"Next?" Vol asked. Bo thought a moment.

"Uncle Jesse wants us to clear a couple a dead trees that fell into the field by the pond. We need the firewood." Maudine gave them both a loud bray. Vol laughed.

"Y'all's know we gonna be needin' you." She said. Bo smiled as he stroked the mule's soft nose. Vol slid over to Dollar. "An' we gonna be usin' the big boy over 'ere, too, ri'?"

"I don't see why not." Luke said from the barn doorway. "We gotta clear four trees. It's one of the back fields, so we can' take the truck." Vol nodded. Wrenches came in after Luke, wiping the oil from his hands.

"He broke t' ride?" Vol asked.

"Think so." Daisy said, following Wrenches. "Why you wonderin', sugar?" Vol gave them all huge grin.

"Vol, you ain' gonna…" Wrenches said. Vol reached her hands up onto Dollar's back. Her head was a few inches short of his withers. She jumped up and swung her leg over his broad rear. Dollar immediately stepped forward.

"Whoa, babe." She arched her back slightly, weaved her fingers in his mane, and gave him a slight kick with her heels. He trotted forward. She steered him out of the barn, and with another sharp kick, galloped out into the morning sunrise and swerved behind the house.

Now I tell you sumthin'- That, my friends, is a skill that I ain' never seen no man with.

"She's pretty good." Bo said.

"Yeah, but she's been hurt 'lot when she gets on a horse tha' ain' broke. When she firs' got Buck- tha's her horse tha' she rides now, got 'em when he was a colt- She got so many bumps an' bruises that she hurt when she sat down." Daisy winced. The thundering grew louder, and Vol and Dollar rounded the farmhouse, scaring Bonnie May. She easily pulled the horse to the stop and slid off.

"Don' take turns s'well, but man, he's a sweet ride." She said with a smile. Dollar reared up. "Easy, boy. Y'all's be towin' soon 'nough." Dollar bent his neck down and shook his head.

Y'all see them pine trees? Well, couple days 'go, there was a big ol' win' storm that knocked them trees down. Uncle Jesses had Bo an' Luke wait 'till the trees were dead 'fore clearin' em out.

The four pine trees were piled onto the corner of the filed. Bo, Luke and Wrenches took their axes and started hacking away at the deader branches, while Vol's knife sliced through the greener ones. Tiny and the dogs gathered up the branches and piled them up for Daisy and Sparks, who tied them up into bundles of tinder and kindling. After almost an hour, the trees were almost cleaned and boys were all shirtless. Sweat dribbled down Vol's face as she continued to chop at a particularly stubborn branch.

"Goddamn…" She whispered.

"Y'all aright?" Wrenches asked her. She stabbed her knife into the tree and pulled off her wet gray t-shirt, exposing strong abs and a tight black bra. Bo and Luke stared. Daisy snickered. Vol stared back.

"What?" She asked.

"Nuthin'." Luke said, and got back to work. Bo continued to stare. Luke gently slapped his shoulder, and Bo got back to work. Vol rolled her eyes and got back to work. Finally all the trees were clear of branches. Maudine had to tow the smaller ones, while Dollar was hitched to the two huge ones.

"Yee-ah!" Vol yelled shrilly, and Dollar started off a swift heave. Maudine seemed to have taken a liking to the huge horse, and she followed. Vol, Wrenches and Tiny carried off the bundles of branches.

Clearin' four pine trees a' that size'll take two full- grown men four hours. These guys done finished it in an hour an' a half.

"Y'know," Luke said, glancing at his watch, "We finished these chores hell of a lot faster than me an Bo could do it 'lone. How's 'bout headin' out t' Hazzard dam t' go fishin'?" Vol and Sparks exchanged glances.

"Bes' spot in the whole dang county." Bo added. Daisy nodded.

"I'll make us all a lunch, an' we'll have a picnic." She said.

"You cook lunch like y'all cooked breakfast?" Tiny asked. Daisy gave him a weird look and nodded. "I'm in!" He exclaimed. Wrenches laughed.

"When Tiny's stomach's goin', we might as well join it."

"Alri', les' go." Sparks said.

Hazzard dam's where them two crooks are hangin' out wi' that parabile stuff. I think this trip mi' be a bit more than fishin'.