Mmm, filler Friday. We can lower our expectations together.
Definitely not breed standard. My aunt raised weiner dogs, most of them had heads. Tiny, cute, endlessly yappy heads. Actually, this seems like an improvement in the breed, except for the yawning hollow cavity.
You could put so many things here. A hot dog, a lit cigar, a tiny bust of Chopin…
I do sometimes wonder why thrift stores sell completely damaged merchandise. Sometimes it’s obvious that a customer dropped some nick-knack and you can still find a missing arm a few feet away. I get that. Other times, I can only assume they leave the darn thing on the shelf out of a profound and beautiful sense of irony. Like the happy pigs here.
The flowers, the bath tub, all a possibly futile attempt to redeem the pig, to make it less piggy. It’s clean. It smells like roses, not pig. One of them’s even smiling, and the only time I’ve seen a pig smiling is on “Babe.” (Okay, that’s not true, they’re weirdly expressive animals, it’s all that snout.) And then, suddenly, snicker-snack, the world becomes horrific,Â and yet companion pig is still smiling.Â Maybe…maybe that’s the only way to enjoy life when you’re basically a food product. Keep calm, and carry on.
Weiner Dog: Goodwill on 2222 and Lamar. One Little Piggie: Salvation Army near South 1st and 290. Austin.
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The bottom of the pig soap-dish thing reads, “I â™¥ YOU”. Obviously, nothing conveys this sentiment better than a decapitated pig in a flowery bathtub. I got one for my wife for her birthday, but that’s a secret, okay?
I think they come from Sleepy Hollow and I mean the original book.