a 1966 Bhutanese stamp from a series on native animals

[ID: a postage stamp with a detailed illustration of the head of a pygmy hog. the pygmy hog has dark fur and relatively small tusks. the face value of this stamp is 2 Bhutanese ngultrum. end ID]

Found at the Isanti, MN antique market

As it says, I've been making some prints for people who requested it, and got some leftovers! 4€ per print, 1,60€ shipping in Germany and 3,70€ for all other countries. Let me know per DM if you are interested in one, payment works per payal :)

As promised, here's some more video of me with our hogs. In the afternoon I sometimes brush and rub their morning mud off so they can enjoy applying a fresh coat. My buddy Muu is usually a very dusty hog. (His bald patch is where he had a fentanyl patch after a semi-recent spinal injury.)

Large Sister Babi was filthy, too, but I had to put my phone away to get my swine brush out of my pocket so I didn't record her.

<Minneapolis Mom voice>: "And here's a nice photo of the kids we got so's we can put it up over the teevee in the rumpus room."

:o)

The Sun is clearly so high. Good Morning!!!

love your hog

Okay look I know the feral hogs are a problem but it doesn’t mean that you need to end up buying a whole fucking arsenal of guns like you’re trying to equip a small army.

Edit: I didn’t post this to start shit! Any glue sniffing rot brains looking to do so can shit off and go to the Cornerworld.

Convoy Escort Support - Afghanistan - Dec 9, 2008

March Of The Piggies...

Andrea Kowch, In My Mind, 2017, 36" × 48", acrylic on canvas.

VILLAIN (NINE)TAILS ARC LETS GO!!!!

im genuinely excited that they let the kid be evil

Another piece from Printed in Blood! This one was a lot of fun; I went for an even more cartoony, cel-shaded look and wanted to draw Mason's crazy face amongst all his rabid hogs! 🐗🖤

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For some reason, these old photos have darkened almost too much to see. I was able to fix them a little bit after scanning them. Anyhow, that's me, riding a large pig named Annabelle in 1971. With my father, who is, rather inexplicably, wearing a beret. Why the pig is wandering outside the pigpen with no lead rope or any means of human control is - a mystery for the ages. Honestly, the seventies were just like that.