As someone who maintains a passing interest in cryptozoology, I am curious as to what the offspring of a horse woman and a pig man will look like, and also whether the flesh of such a hybrid animal would be be regarded as edible by anyone besides the French.
In what configuration will the farmyard traits of its parents manifest? I think that the most aesthetically pleasing outcome would be the rotund body of a pig and the head of a horse (with a luxuriant pink mane) which would give the creature the appearance of a prototype anteater. Less satisfying would be the head of a pig, mashed onto the neck of a horse. The worst outcome would be a hog's body set atop a quartet of slender equine legs. That kid would get bullied mercilessly at school.
Will the creature possess hooves or trotters? In the former case, Ralph will have to pay for expensive horseshoes which, after fitting is taken into account, will cost about the same as a high-end pair of non-limited edition, Nike trainers, and require changing every six weeks. It would be in Ralph's interests to befriend a farrier now.
A pig will eat anything. If Ralph's offspring is born with a horse's head, it is going to require a diet of heirloom apples, Quaker oats and brand-name peppermints. Given Ralph's declining popularity and earning power, it is likely that he will be left with no option other than to enter the horse-pig creature in the Kentucky Derby, in the hope that a placement will offset some of these costs.
If all else fails, he can always donate his second-born to the Tranchers who will shave its coat / bristles and then graze it in their dust bowl paddock, until it turns 18 and can be legally released into the wild.
Taking into account Ralph's burgeoning talent for fathering children, we can assume that this won't be the last. Some thought should be given now regarding appropriate collective nouns for these pig/horse chimeras.
I am confident that the Ralph / May parenting saga will eventually eclipse Chris Chan in terms of horror. How could it not, given these ingredients? I imagine that it will end with Ralph, clad in a pair of boxer shorts, brandishing shotgun on the front lawn of his shack, lit up by the flashing blue lights of surrounding police cruisers.