Clotheslines are dangerous to Houstons buds running through the neighborhoods at night.
Ha ! I bet that
is funny !
Earlier in the year I had made a haystack of tomato
cages and pieces of rusty chicken wire I put over
young plants to keep the varmints out until the
plants got a good start. During the wee hours I could
have sworn I heard someone grunt loud and cuss
right outside, but I couldn't see anything.
The next day the cages and wire was fairly
scattered, so I figure one of the hood rats was
taking a shortcut and got he feets tangult all
up in dat wyruh stuff in dat yahd. I bet
that concrete felt good
