The Nice Lady
Day 102 of 365
FGR: small tiny (in-between) spaces
In a small space, topped with a cat named Tiny. Yep, really, his name is Tiny.
My dad named him. He works on the railroad and Tiny showed up along the tracks about three years ago. My dad and all the railroaders befriended him, made him a little house in the railyard, fed him, and looked out for him. I'd visit Tiny on the weekends and feed him when my dad had off. That lasted about six months before Tiny took a car ride to the burbs. He doesn't much miss the railyard next to the ballpark that had fireworks every weekend...but he sure misses the food the guys brought out to him...scrambled eggs, cheesesteaks, Lucky Charms in milk...
Tiny. Mister T.
Day 102 of 365
FGR: small tiny (in-between) spaces
In a small space, topped with a cat named Tiny. Yep, really, his name is Tiny.
My dad named him. He works on the railroad and Tiny showed up along the tracks about three years ago. My dad and all the railroaders befriended him, made him a little house in the railyard, fed him, and looked out for him. I'd visit Tiny on the weekends and feed him when my dad had off. That lasted about six months before Tiny took a car ride to the burbs. He doesn't much miss the railyard next to the ballpark that had fireworks every weekend...but he sure misses the food the guys brought out to him...scrambled eggs, cheesesteaks, Lucky Charms in milk...
Tiny. Mister T.