When I was a little girl, I lived in my mama’s hometown, Hotchkiss, Colorado. On my first birthday, I celebrated the day at my grandparent’s house, a small cabin situated on Roger’s Mesa. One of my gifts from my grandparents was a little piggy bank. It was a pig in a barrel. I still have that little bank, and it means the world to me. According to my mom, my grandparents fussed over this gift before they decided on this little guy. Sweet memories.
This little bank is a patchwork of color, and the details even resemble stitching. The adorable face has large dark eyes and long eye lashes, and he glance to the side. A cute smile and rosy cheeks also provide an oomph of charm. Piggy bank collectors would pay up to $20.00 for this little gem; however, I could never part with this chubby little guy!