"Whew, what a day," the brown-furred rabbit said with a tired sigh.
After working outside with the crops in the beating heat for the last few hours, the only thing that Stu Hopps had in mind was heading inside to recline in his chair and perhaps watch the upcoming baseball game.
Wiping the sweat that was starting to trickle down the side of his face, he started to approach the front door, noticing a decorative burlap wreath hanging on it that hadn't been there when he stepped out to work.
Stu took a step inside. "Honey, I'm-"
The first thing the rabbit saw upon walking back into the living room was his wife, Bonnie, running around hurriedly as she inspected basically everything that surrounded them. Some of their children that still lived with them on the farm were scattered in different directions. A few of them were busily cleaning the kitchen and other surrounding rooms. Another vacuumed as others focused primarily on picking up some things that were laying stray on the floor.
"Thanks for helping, guys," a familiar voice said, sounding somewhat exhausted.
Bonnie ran over to where the couch was located, proceeding to fluff the throw pillows that rested on the sides of it even though they looked just fine. A young buck, no older than six years old, came up to her and successfully caught her attention.
"Mom, can you help me?" he asked, handing her his plastic spring toy that had become tangled. After he was quickly helped out with his problem, he added, "Do you wanna play, Mom?"
"I'm so sorry, dear, but Momma's busy right now," Bonnie replied. "Go see if your brother'll play with you. Your Uncle Nick is gonna be comin' here soon, too."
Once the buck ran up the stairs to go back to playing, she went back to getting the living room even more organized than it already was, another one of the children came running up to her.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd say y'all we're runnin' around 'cause a twister was comin'," Stu remarked. "What's goin' on?"
"Judy just called not even a few minutes ago," his wife responded. "She and Nick'll be arriving here a lot sooner than she first said was gonna be. I gotta have this whole burrow lookin' spick and span in less than an hour! Was not expecting them to be coming over so early."
"This place already looks pretty clean to me."
Running over to the staircase, Bonnie replied, "If there's one thing I remember my mother always tellin' me, it's that there's always something in house that can be a little bit neater. If she were here right now, she'd be sayin' the same thing."
"Then is there anyway I can lend a paw 'round here, sweetheart?"
After making sure that the small painting on the wall that was near the stairs was level, Stu's wife informed, "As a matter of fact, there is somethin' you can help me with. Follow me to the dining room table real quick."
Stu followed her as she walked over to the table where they usually ate their supper. "Alright, what do I do?"
"I need you to get on the other side of this and help me move it just a little bit," Bonnie informed. She looked up at the decorative ceiling light that was lit above them. "The table's not fully centered with that light, and we can't have that."