Remember the antique ice box my aunt gave me last summer when I helped her clean out her house? It had spent the last 40 years sitting in the back of a dirt-floored garden shed. They used it to store motor oil and the oil/gasoline mix for the lawn mower and garden tiller. A groundhog dug a hole under it at one point. The varmint knocked off the very bottom board, which would have hidden the tray that caught the melting ice as it drained out.
The furniture refinisher called last week and it's done! They delivered it yesterday. Note the "groundhog board" has been replaced.
So far I've been too fascinated by just looking at it to actually put anything in it. While I would love to put it in our kitchen, it's too big (or the kitchen is too small), so it's in our bedroom and will probably serve as a multi purpose catch-all in this new incarnation.
The dogs had to inspect it. When I opened the small door on the lower left, Phoenix crawled in as far as he could go. He was probably looking for the groundhog.