A childhood friend has a birthday this week. It got me thinking about my favorite birthday as a kid. On my eighth birthday, my best friend, Cynthia, gave me a runt piglet. He required bottle-feeding much to my delight. Whenever I got the chance, I snuck him into bed and cuddled him all night. The only photo I have of him is from the back, so here’s a work in progress of Porky and me.