Wednesday, March 4, 2020

I think I'll call him Ziggy

One of the big church rummage sales last weekend listed a 1960s Breyer horse in their ad, so I decided to go see what it was.  I didn't rush, because the odds of it being something awesome are pretty slim, and got there about 2 hours in to the sale.






For $20, I brought him home.  He's practically mint, just has eartip and a poll rub, and a scratch on one hip that may have happened in the bag as I went to the car.  Still has hoof and tail pad remnants, and shading on the manly bits.

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