Patrick had always been happy. His youth was spent artistically, touring with his band of pigs for competitions and winning enough ribbons to make a gown. However, there was always something missing. Patrick wanted someone to share snorts with and piglets to teach mudslinging before the next campaign. No longer would Patrick make a pass at every pig he met. Looking for options he thought of the only female pig he knew; his band member Larrice, whom of which he was often mated with, was much too aggressive for Patrick's gentle soul. Patrick knew no other female pig; he was lonely. Patrick needed someone real, someone nice, someone like Patricia.
