You start walking back to your car and Cherry Pie follows. “Where do you think you’re going?”
“Home with you!” She wags her tail, expectantly.
“Nope.”
“Why not?” She pouts.
“You’re not anybody’s pet. You’ve had a run of bad luck, but you’re still a person.” You hand her some money. “This should be enough to get you to the nearest Equestrian consulate. Go home to Equestria. You may also want to consider getting some therapy.”