Slim Randles is back as today’s Wednesday’s Guest with a story about Dewey and his entrepreneurial spirit. Who would have thought worm poop could be such a lucrative business.
Since it is now heading quickly into summer here in Texas and for Slim in New Mexico, I thought a cool glass of iced tea would be appropriate. Enjoy…
The real growth of Dewey’s company began after The Weekly Miracle ran that story about his fertilizer empire.
The young reporter might have gone overboard a bit by writing “… with a pure heart, strong arms and a shovel, Dewey Decker pioneered a civilization based on cow manure.”
Maybe just a little…
But the truth was, Dewey is so accident prone, shoveling “product” into people’s yards was the only thing he found he could do without 1. Ruining expensive equipment and 2. Damaging his body with anything that might be sharp. He was tired of knowing everyone in the local emergency room on a first-name basis.
But the expansion became evident when his sideline, vermiculture (feeding worms) began appearing in bait shops all over the state. This was the brainchild of Dewey’s girlfriend, Emily. Her magnificent cheekbones were only out-shadowed by her belief in Dewey. Soon she was referring to their vermicultural activities as the “Fishing Functionaries Department.”
If there had been a way for Emily to train the worms to be more attractive to trout, she would’ve tried that, too.
But the worms did well, catching fish when not busy munching “product,” and the result was more money than Dewey knew what to do with. So he bought an acre of land, establishing large bins for the worms, and began bagging and selling the resultant worm castings as House Plant Magic.
It worked.
If people’s yards and houseplants could talk, they’d thank ol’ Dewey for their greenness and vitality.
With the success of Dewey’s red wigglers, his thoughts now began turning toward nightcrawlers.
Life is good.
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| Slim Randles writes a nationally syndicated column, Home Country and is the author of a number of books including Saddle Up: A Cowboy Guide to Writing. That title, and others, are published by LPD Press. His columns have been compiled into the book Home Country. |
Thanks for the iced tea, Maryann. I gave vermiculture a try for a couple of years and decided it was a great idea in theory but tough to manage without buying the special bins with the removable pan below a sifter. A bin full of worm poop is extremely heavy, and my back doesn’t like the bending and scooping and toting required to move the poop to the garden. I have given up the project and now buy new soil with Miracle Gro to top off my boxes and flower pots. Unfortunately, that means my fruit and vegetable parings end up in the trash or disposal again, which seems such a waste. So to speak…
My daughter in Texas tried vermiculture for a short time, too. First the worms were kept in the laundry room, and suddenly her house was overrun with flies. So she put them outside and was devastated when they fried in the heat of a Texas summer. Worms need to be deep underground.
A goat could take care of your vegetable parings. LOL