The Pigdog was born from the stealthy sneak-outs that Taquito (a vietnamese pig) did from my home to the neighbors home where Basurta lived.
I never met Basurta but the pig never stopped talking about her, how pretty she was, her perfect bark and, of course, Pigdog's resemblance to his mother.
Unfortunately, Taquito died. He wanted me to give Pigdog this portrait when he turns five and I decided to share it with you. I never knew what happened with Basurta.
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