Amazing Boar Pig Skull

These are the words from Trumpkinland:

The Story of Poker
Poker came from a farm a friend took me to, where all the pigs ran loose on a huge pasture with woods and were friendly and curious with
people coming into their space. The big pigs were intimidating, but this was the kind of behavior I wanted with the pigs we planned to raise, so I bought a baby boar. Not really knowing much about what to look for, we referred to him as buying a pig in a poke. That is how he got the name Poker.
When Poker was about half grown we got 5 little female piglets, and settled them in a pasture on the other side of the house from Poker’s barn and pen. We had heard that a boar would likely kill baby pigs, so we made a warm straw filled house for the little girls, knowing they wouldn’t wander through the deep snow and get themselves in trouble.
When we checked on them a few hours later, all we found was little pig tracks leading straight to the barn! How did they even know?
Well, when we got there, Poker had them all tucked into a nest he had built and covered with a warm blanket of straw! And that typifies all that
was to come with this wonderful pig!
Poker grew fast, and was soon about 1200 pounds. Fences didn’t hold him very well, but all he wanted to do was get scratched when he got
out. A scratching under his arm led to him lying down for a belly rub!
I can't say he wasn't scary looking when he looked down at me in my car through the windshield, or when he stood up on the fence rails, with the top log in his jaws, looking down at my 6'2" tall husband taking the feed to him! But he never, ever tried to hurt either of us.
His pasture was about 5 acres of mostly trees, where he lived with his sows and babies. He was a good babysitter, never doing anything to
hurt any of his little ones. He was right there during the deliveries, and I think the sows appreciated his comforting attendance.
Once I slipped on the ice while carrying out their feed in buckets, falling backwards into their food trough and covering myself with their warm milky food. The stories I had heard of pigs in an eating
frenzy eating people danced through my thoughts, as my eyes registered a different scene: a 1200 pound boar and five 700 pound sows slowly
start taking steps backwards… allowing me to get up and out of their food dish unharmed. I will never forget that moment!
After nearly a decade, we realized Poker and the last remaining sow, Spot, were no longer enjoying quality lives. Spot was being picked on by ravens and was unable to defend herself, and appeared quite anemic. Poker was still friendly but just not looking ‘right’.
It was a difficult decision, but after we put them down we were sure it had been the right thing to do. Spot had collapsed kidneys, we know not
why. And poor Poker, he had his huge tusks growing back into his jaw bone! That had to be extremely painful, but a huge pig does not
let one look into their mouth to check on things, so we just had no idea! Several teeth had been loosened and dislodged by the tusks growing in through the back of the jaw and under the teeth towards the front. It is easy to see by the widening of the jaw how far each tusk grew in the bone. Notice the top tusk is curling outward.
So now, I offer to all of you, in the hopes of finding him a loving home. This magnificent skull, with
beautiful tusks doing strange things, in hopes that you, too, will look at it and gain a soft spot in your heart for an enormous pig with a heart of gold. Truly one of a kind! Great for craft projects!
Poker, your gentle energy lives on. Rest in Peace.

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