When we were on a quest for an authentic Lone Ranger doll, the Toy Soldier alone possessed our exhaustively sought treasure, and at such a reasonable price! Tucked away at the far edge of North Austin, this modest little building would escape notice entirely except for its facade which is liberally festooned with toys. Big, ugly toys; little, lovely toys; fanciful toys; war toys; working toys and even forlorn long-dead toys. An arrow made from an assortment of tiny cars points the way to the parking lot. Sometimes, late at night when the moon is high and the raccoons howl, we sneak out to The Toy Soldier and play with the See-and-Says stuck to the exterior. The duck says... Moooooooooo.
