Pig & Fig Newtons!

Years ago a neighbor told me that as a child, she had a pet pot-bellied pygmy pig (say THAT 3 times fast!) named "Pig Newton". Somehow in the course of ordinary conversation (ordinary on what planet you might ask) that fact came up with a former coworker, Kristin, who was a wonderful industrial designer. I found this little treasure on my desk later that day and saved the faded post-it of Kristin's artwork ever since.

15 Pigs, 1 Disappointing Dog & Countless Happy Rabbits

Some gems from my stash of ephemera...check out the dates.

The purple type reminds me of those old mimeograph machines. I remember my teacher picking me in grade school to run off some copies of an assignment. The purple ink got all over my hands and the copies retained that solvent smell for a long time. Dear lord, I'm feeling almost as old as little Herbert.