They say we all have a doppelganger. I’m not exactly sure who “they” is, or are, but if you ever want to start up a conversation about some topic and pretend to be something of an authority on it, “they” serves quite nicely as an authoritative source.
In any case, I seem to have met my doppelganger this Christmas season, hanging right from our tree!
At first I didn’t notice him, because I was too busy drinking the tree water or derailing the train, and engaging in other holiday mischief, much to the dismay of Those Two. And then suddenly, there he was, and I have been fascinated ever since! The train is back to running on time, but the tree is still thirsty.
Oxbow's World 
Dear Mr. Oxbow, I myself have had a couple of doppelgängers in my day. The playwright from Providence, who made a big name for herself in New York, And several other people. I’m glad you’re enjoying your little buddy on the tree. But please don’t drink too much of that water that has pine tar in it. Your poops will become miserable! And be careful messing with mama G‘s train… You don’t want to upset the hand that feeds you. Just sayin…. Hope your Christmas is everything you wanted it to be and more. Love, Babs.
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