My beloved glass pig whom I have tossed pocket change into for 20 years has a large crack and must be replaced. This pig has rescued me many times in the past 20 years. I never ceased to be amazed at the amount of money it accumulated. It was there whenever someone lost a tooth and it was there when someone needed specific coins for school (100 pennies for the 100th day party) or scouts (dimes for Thinking Day). It was a strong and sturdy piggy bank that survived far beyond the cork nose that my dog ate the day I brought the glass pig home. I am going to search the house and garage for a new coin container but I can’t imagine it having the same place in our lives that the glass pig has had. Goodbye glass pig filled with shiny coins. You will be missed.