"Yeah, that's what happened for me to," Bob said with a nod, "only it looked like my cat was in there too." Dammit, why hadn't he thought of that before he'd fallen down a hill? Betsy was probably still winding around the dairy maid's ankles, plotting plots for cream.
"Think it'll fuck anything up if we let her loose?" Bob asked nodding to the unicorn. "I lost my wand when I fell down the hill, but if you'll do the honors..."