“He had a strange white table and a chair with arms. Kind of like a throne, but with a smaller back. It went from his rump to his withers, and the seat reached just short of his . . . um, knees.” She pointed on her own leg. “He had an icebox he called Coleman that was strong enough to sit on, too. It seemed to be made out of metal—in fact, he had a lot of things made of metal. His pavilion poles and his narrow boat were both made out of a dull silver unpainted metal. I scratched the boat with my shoe and left a shiny spot.”