Pig Trump sat looking glumly out on the Cofveve River.

He had really thought that Rocket Man was his friend. They had passed notes between them – special secrets. There had been the name calling. And sulks. And then they made up, and were really really good friends. And Hog Pompeo had told Rocket Man how much Pig Trump liked him.

With the first anniversary of Nightmare Mueller Day, Leatherneck Turtle Kelly had decided that a fun party with his friends might help keep Pig Trump’s mind off his problems with Nightmare Mueller.

Although in the desperate darkness of his shell at night, Leatherneck Turtle often wondered if Pig Trump’s mind was ever on anything else but Stormy Nights and the Mulligan Paddock.