" After listening to them lecture me about the evils of horse and goat captivity, and how Boomer would be better off turned loose in the wild, I finally left. Boomer loose in the wild would be a fucking nightmare. No cemetery would be safe. He’d be digging up and eating corpses the night after their interment. And Diablo? Nobody wanted a demon horse terrorizing the neighborhood. The horses were all happy, eating grass and hay, lounging in my pasture and occasionally being ridden. "
― Debra Dunbar , With This Ring (Imp #11)