This wooden pig is the size of a small footstool, and stands in the livingroom at my parents' house. We've just arrived for a long vacation visit. The house is quiet, as everyone has gone up to bed but me. I've been drawing downstairs to the rhythm of four clocks. Now that I'm done, they are chiming eleven.
Your text is as evocative as your drawing. Both are so pleasing.
I would love to see this pig in person! You've made it look so smooth and solid to touch!