WE HAVE A LOSER!!!!

I have decided to send Paw first just to be his usual helpful self.   If all goes well, the Reg Boys will show up a few months later to aid in the lobster trapping prior to my arrival. They have also been charged with finding a pusher for clams and scallops as well.

Buford will remain here as he has a contract with the Iron City Beer folks to help them through these tough economic times.   Since he has thrown up more of their product than the entire city of Weirton, West Virginia has puchased over the past 50 years, this is a wise move by the brewery!

Cletus will arrive last to assure me that Sins is actually still alive and doing okay and not a raving lunatic. Cletus can easily put her over the edge all by himself but he has the number of the Insanevac Chopper and they're holding a room for her at the Neil Young Center for the Terminally Screwed.

I figure all of this will take some serious time and if Sins is really lucky, they'll all get lost on the way there. I think the Reg Boys and Paw are already freaked as they saw this town in Maine named "Bath" and it scared the bejesus out of them.

All this is in preparation for what is undoubtedly one of the wisest purchases ever made in the history of the Mudcat Auction! I'm yours Sins and (if and) when I arrive I'll be properly attired with spiked dog collar and chain leash.

Congratulations!