Patricna has very wisely adopted a life of leisure for her retirement instead of scheming like Thrombold, teaching like Ubhar, or foaming at the mouth like Zatar.

She adores her tiny dog, BooBoo, and genuinely believes, against all evidence, that he is the sweetest little thing in the world. Her devoted husband is locked in a perpetual conflict with the small beast but as yet she hasn't noticed their many discreet battles fought with a poking broomstick and tiny swift nips of diminutive fangs.