I heart pigs. I have since I was maybe 7 or 8 years old. I don't know why, I just do. I collected them obsessively when I was a kid. Every aunt, uncle, cousin and friend gave me a pig for my collection at one time or another. After moving the collection several times, I decided to whittle it down quite a bit and only save those that were truly special to me.
This one is weird. He's made out of
rebar and other metal strips. He's not pink or cozy or cuddly or even really very pig-like. I found him at Hobby Lobby several years ago. All
clearanced out. Just begging to come home with me. He sits on my TV cabinet and keeps watch over the chaos in my house.
Das schwein. The pig.
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