It was bad enough when Foghorn Leghorn came down with a bad case of (what else?) chicken pox. But now the farmyard is quarantined, and Foghornâs cooped up for a week with his archrival, the Barnyard Dawg. With nowhere to go and nothing to do, an ever-escalating war of pranks and practical jokes begins. How long will it take before the situation blows up out of all proportion?