Wussy & I were standing at the top of a very steep hill. Wussy was ready, willing, & in his opinion, very much able to run down the hill after that train. And catch it. I assured him that if he went chasing the train, I was not about to go chasing him. He considered that he might miss lunch in that case, so he sadly let the train go. He was positive that those boxcars were loaded floor to ceiling with doggie treats. But he’ll have to leave that discovery for another day.