Valmae frowned severely. "I hope that no one tried to get into the chicken coop or you might be down some CSI type by now." Puddin' was usually mellow to the point of being comatose but he took his guard duties seriously. Those bastards must have hexed him almost as soon as they appeared or he would have gotten a piece of them.
She had never been more glad to see her little cottage than when they arrived with a pop right outside of the gate. She popped open the gate and dropped to her knees to wrap her arms around the sheepdog that came rushing up to her.