Hey there Katlaffin -- Catspaw doan seem to be a doin nun too well an me an Paw are right worried boutim. He even leff the puter on the net thing right here at Mudcat an jes ambled off. See howz it wuz wuz that after a real long day of kleenin cars and the camper an sech he tole us to git the hell out, but Karen wuz bein mighty nice to us which aint happint since that time when we wuz playin sink the cheerios in the downstairs bath......Paw,Buford,the Reg boys an me wuz jes tryin to help out on potty trainin lil Tris, but I doan think she liked it nun. Anyways she givvus sum cheescake stuff an summa Catspaw's Ale-8-One an thanked usns fer helpin out sum today. Bout that time Catspaw come outa the puter room alookin real pale and peekid like.

We all followed him out a figgerin that mebbe he's a havin some more problems like last May, but heez been active an real healthy actin like an that aint it. He tuk that clay possum and that seaweed he got from the Reg boys' half brother, yall know, that Fielding feller...an went out an set hissef down in front uv some plants in the dried out backyard. Furs, ol Buford aks him what wuz a goin on but since Catspaw wuz purty well pissed off at him anyways, after he an the Reg boys whittled up some whimmiediddles outta some piece a wood in Catspaw's shop. He sed it wuz some fancy ass kinda rosewood and real spensiv, kokobolo ur sumpin like that. We dint know you cud git wood from roses, but Catspaw bilds right purty dulseemors and I gess he knows whut heez talkin bout. Anyhowz he tole em all ta go piss up a slack rope an they were a layin out in his front yard a tryin, but the sheriff jes now druv up an I reckon heez a takin em off. Catspaw's gonna be madder than chicken with the shits when he finds out about it. But Paw an me are real worried bout what it is Catspaw's a doin out back and so I thought mebbe y'all might have some idee on it.

See cuz then when me an Paw aks him, he sez he's havin communion with ferrys ur sumpin. All we know fer shure like is that heez a settin there mumblin bout figs ur sumpin an blowin up that possums ass an rattlin that seaweed thing. Paw sez ta say that mebbe he's takin communion with fairies. We jes doan unnerstan a damn thing he's a doin and Karen calt the Neil Young Center for the Terminally Screwed bout gittin him fixed up. We uz hopin yall might help out Katlaffin sins yall are buddies an all, an this all started after he red yur message.

Paw's gonna keep an eyeball on him whilst I see if Karen'll lemme use the shower sinz I bin itchin bad roun my privates.

CLETUS