My Godfather Bill loved toy trains and was a train collector. His basement included some serious (childfree-zone) trains. Only when I was a bit older was I allowed to go down and look… never to touch.
I don’t know any child that isn’t somewhat fascinated by a toy train. While we were passing by the shop windows in town, there was a train all set up. Of course, this one was a bit special. It had a Boooooville car.
In town, we have a train shop, Tiny Tim's Toys & Trains, where customers come from near and far just to see some of the latest pieces. My fella and I wouldn’t normally go into a toy store but we were waiting for a restaurant to open and since it is the Spooktacular time in Ashland I figured there were would be some Halloween items. I never expected that we (i.e. My Fella!) would find a friend to bring home!
And then we saw this guy in his native environment. I think he’s adorable. My fella decided we needed to adopt him.
Here’s his new environment all set up by my fella.