Being born in October 1971, I fall under the Chinese Horoscope sign of the pig, so I collect pigs. I have been doing so for almost 20 years. Most of them are lovely, some of them are down right tasteless, and some will never, ever appear in pictorial form on this blog.
This is Mondays pig. A little silver pig from a little market stall in Bangkok, Thailand, circa 1992. He is a little storage pig, maybe he is a pillbox pig. Not that I have ever stored anything in him. Right now he is sitting in bathroom in all of his porcine loneliness as we have not yet officially (legally) moved into our house. He was simply found wrapped up safely in a box of glasses that we used for Christmas Day. He was the only pig in the box. So now he is the only pig in the straw bale house.
He is pretty cute in a mass produced souvenir kind of way.