Bobert dropped with all the grace of a rock into the already-evaporating puddle. He stood still for a moment, drifting slightly to the left as more water leaked from the barrel.

Honey Ham pushed her mother's hoof aside. "No, look! The creature did it! He landed and didn't get hurt! Also, what's ham?"

It was from that moment onward that Honey Ham's mother decided to never try naming anything ever again.