train station

"Lynn misses seeing trains.  They don't have any around our big little city.  So one day a few months ago I was once again abandoned like an unloved orphan. 

She ended up at a city park that has a major crossroads fur trains comin' and goin' north and south and east and west."

And then there was lunch at this very old

dinner that served breakfast and lunch only.

The best meatloaf dinner.

And this mural was on a building catty-corner to the diner.

The control tower is very close by and they

have a speaker for visitors to hear when the

next train is coming thru and what they are 

to do on the track.  It was fun to sit inside the

van and watch,  it was a very brisk weather day.

"The best thing, Lynn had me to come home to and warm

her fingers in my grey onesie."

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Delivery by Pack Mule

 "Oh meow me! I gotta gift furom the wonderful Brody, packed and sent by his mom."

"The gift was mailed furom Massachusetts when Brody

had snow.  We had 1/2 inch of kibble size hail covered

by fureezing rain."

"Evidently the postal truck hit ice patch and just slid through Ohio

and landed in Indianapolis. That's 230 miles past me."

"Now the Indy post office nevfur heard of Ohio territory.

Founded in 1783!

So they took days to find us on Dan'l Boones' map.  Then they

loaded the gift on Number Seven,  Mad Jack's mule

furom Grizzly Adams.  They plodded to us finally."

"I hope I am not a heart breaker. Lynn says now

I am a teenager,  she's not sure if I should date."

We counted 20 Monday morning.

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My Little Valentine

 "Lynn and I want to say Happy Valentines to all our furiends." 

"I figger that it is fur me that it fell on a Furiday!

That's my gift to Lynn."

"Did you git a box of candy er a bouquet of flowers?"

"This is not Lynn's wedding dress, but one she saw at Christmas time.

It really is furom the dinosaur days as it was made in 1918.

It was sewn and embroidered all by a furry patient purrson

fur a furry special hooman we figger.

We thought it was kinda fittin' fur a valentine story."

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Ice Decorations

 "Lynn,  those things don't look floofy or furry or warm. What

kinda animals are they? I don't see any kitties and I know I would

not be out in that cold!"

eagle

beaver

                                And if you are wondering how they are made,

                                        it was not with chisel and hammer, or chainsaw.

                                        Just the same way you make ice cubes,  in a mold

                                        in a very cold freezer.

penguin 

lobster (totally unedible)

                                     I left the Precious safely and snuggly 

                                    at home one cold day to see the Winter Festival in

                                     a neighboring town.  There were lot of ice statues in front

                                     of the small businesses.  A few food trucks in the area 

                                    and a few window watchers along.  We went to get out  

                                     for a bit.  We've gone before when it was so 

                                     warm they were melting.  Not this year!

                                         I did go into the shoe store and get a new pair of 

                                     hiking boots.  This store is the Real McCoy.  Run by the

                                      same family for decades. 

                                         The door is inset and the side display windows

                                     hold lots of shoes.  The shelves run up to the tin 

                                     ceiling on two walls.

We were glad to come home to warm furnace

and a hungry cat, needless to say.  She's always

waiting for us to get in and get with it!

"It's hungry work waiting, Lynn."

Screech Owl

This owl has been in and out of the bird/squirrel box a
few times this winter.  The song birds sometimes let us
know she's in there during the day by mobbing her entrance.


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