W is for Wild, Wild West!

I have absolutely no idea what these shots were aiming for, I suspect I was intending to take more, and sort of lost track, we may have had a few posts of the back of them over the years, two of them were taken on the 23rd March 2020, so two weeks into lock-down and a household that included two cats and a mother who have all departed now. Another a fortnight later in April, and the last in September of the same year, all seem to be the sorting of Wild West figures, but without more context, I'm just chucking them up here to get them off the laptop!

 

Literally, for your own amusement - what can you spot?

With the lovely Boysey-boy, back in April, mush better behaved than his equally missed mother, I still miss him every day! He's protesting with a concentrated silence because I have encroached onto his fleece, on the left here.