Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Here she is, folks.
Help me to my desk.
That's a $30,000 racehorse.
Jed, I was thinking of it all the way home.
Granny says she mixed up some special feed.
Morning, Mr. Drysdale.
Why not?
Let us know the minute you hear Granny stirring.
A dinner out, a new girdle.
Yeah, $175.
A carrier in my arm.
Lightning.
For me?
Well, fine, but you shouldn't let Lady Belle pull it.
in there by mistake, and her shop.
At my age, I gotta take my wins any way I can get them.
I figured I'd be done painting and be back up in bed in time for you to surprise me.
Ellie and Miss Jane are fetching it.
Jed, he plum loved it.
I'll meet your price.
Come on.
Well, ain't gonna be time, boy.
I just changed my mind.
But I want your wife to see my new rig.
Well, they used to chew with.
If anybody says the race ain't fair, I'll take the blame.
I done everything I could to keep it a secret.
Lifting that horse in and out of Miss Jane's car would give me an appetite.