Husband inherited this clock from his maternal grandparents when they passed, several years ago, before we even moved to Florida. We used to wind it daily but since we moved into our new house 3.5 years ago, it's been sitting, unwound on my bedroom dresser.
A few weeks ago, Husband pulled it out, displayed it on the buffet in our formal living room, wound it and once again we heard the joyous ding-dongs of the clock. It fondly reminds Husband of his Granny and Grandaddy.
Lallie loves it and Daddy was showing her how it worked this weekend.
U.K. thinks it's a doorbell. So, every 30 minutes for the past few weeks (except at night thankfully!), he's barked and run to the door to see who's there.
Happy Tuesday Y'all!