Pot Pig

This pig means a lot to me. He was bought for me in Portugal about 16 years ago by my parents and my Dad carried him back on his lap on the plane so he wouldn`t get damaged. Despite moving house several times since then, he remains intact and a reminder of my dear Dad who passed away neaarly 3 years ago...not that my Dad looked like this, but the thought of him sitting there with this large pot pig on his lap makes me smile