Paw and Cletus have been avid readers of "Mother Earth" out of necessity. It was stupid I know, but when they were pestering me for "sumpin' ta reed" I gave them my bundled collection of old copies. I had no idea at the time they would use them to decorate their outhouse. I must admit it is more entertaining than staring at a wasp's nest in the corner, although you are wise to keep an eye on that too.

Unfortunately, the two of them have picked up on several ideas and projects that "Mother Earth" detailed and happen to be on the wall across from hole #2. I suppose they could foul up even the best of ideas and directions, but their confusion over compost and sewage and the resultant feud when Ol' Man Rafferty discovered the additions to his compost heap..................just too gruesome, not to mention disgusting, for words. On the other hand, Rafferty's rhubarb did take first place at the Fairfield County Fair.

I hope they find something new to decorate with this time since the new jonny is currently under construction. Two walls were blown out of the old one from an explosion, listed by the local VFD as of "unknown origin," although it happened shortly after one of their "All-Nighters" of roast pork, pinto beans, and Iron City. I am concerned that the stack of papers they have sitting on the stoop is intended for wallpaper. Neither of them is up to a daily dose of the "National Enquirer."

Spaw