This fellow is standing guard at my font steps. I've had him for quite a while. He once stood in one of my bird baths. That was in the days before I knew to put bricks in the bath to keep his feet out of the water. Because I didn't know, he lost part of his feet. I called around to ask what to do. I finally stood him in a box of cement and let it set. He now has a very heavy base and stands at the end of my front sidewalk. This is also where I put my bird feeders on shepard hooks in the winter. He gets decorated from time to time with bird droppings, but being the ever faithful soldier he takes it and never flinches. (Those are volunteer impatiens that have come up behind him.)
