Second Hand Tuesday

This was the cookie jar from my childhood. My mother got it from a relative who cross-stitched the Ukrainian word for "cookies" (which you would pronounce korzhekeh). I am pretty sure this relative 25 years ago re-used a pickle jar (or another type of jar, if anyone can figure it out that would be great). My mother added the padded feet so the bottom would not scratch the counter tops. I added the cookie crumbs. It usually sits empty.