Greetings from Nowhere (review)

It's hard to know which is more fun, getting dirty or getting clean, in Geisert's latest engineering addition to his porcine universe. What could be better than the piglets' first stop at the mud wallow? How about a roll in paint that's tipped out of huge barrels at the paint shack on the edge of town? Broom-wielding mamas arrive to gently herd their grimy offspring to the absolutely literal hogwash, where each piglet is clamped into a crane-like arm, deposited in a large wooden tub (stream-fed and heated by a complex system of pipes and bellows, culminating in an enormous tippable teapot that fills the tub), and sloshed about in this soapflake-infused wave pool. From there they're rinsed in a double-decker, sieve-styled shower contraption, taken on a walk though some cozily heated coils, and clipped onto a mechanized clothesline to dry. Not a single word accompanies Geisert's scenes, but it's obvious from the contented grins on his piglets that not a grunt or oink of protest is uttered. Pore over the cleverly devised ink-hatched and watercolor-tinted gadgetry, then pour in the warm water and round up some kitchen gear for tear-free tubtime.