Really? But you have a unicorn? Don’t know about that. Unicorns are out pretty there.
On the other hand, I am about as far from the crackpot fringe as possible. I have a Trevor, my Welsh green Dragon. Nothing odd about that. Especially since I began feeding him homeless people instead of local children. How was I supposed to know that people with several children would notice one was missing and make a fuss? Probably for the best that I’ve never told any of them about Trevor. 