I suppose that being a gargoyle would be a pretty good gig, all things considered. All you have to do is hang around and look menacing to keep those pesky evil spirits away, right? Easy existence.

Well, I'm not sure that pulling double-duty and holding up a mailbox for a few decades near Sabula, Iowa, is what this dragon signed up for, but perhaps his compensation is a front-row seat to the daily parade of second-generation EMDs whistling and rumbling past a few feet away. Maybe he'll be less content when crisp consists like this give way to dirty CP AC4400s in a few years, as they surely will, but perhaps by then the houseowners will put in a new mailbox and he can relocate to a bit more noble position.