She Can!

Texas was in hell. As soon as the massive mare's butt had crashed down on top of her, squishing her into a weasel pancake, Butterscotch had started blasting out an unstoppable maelstrom of farts right into her face. Again and again and again the weasel was buffeted with the most abhorrent gas imaginable, flooding her nose with the scent of putrid horse manure and sending her mind reeling, but Texas held on, focusing only on staying awake, and knowing that to be knocked out now spelt doom for her...

Almost fourty-five minutes later, Roxxie walked back into the barn, whistling happily to herself and grinning at the sight of her horse slamming her ass down and continuing her rain of farts. However, as the mare lifted her butt up for inspection, the kangaroo was shocked to see Texas twitching still, even managing to lift her head and glare at her. Roxxie burst out laughing at the sight of the sheriff.

"Ha! Guess you are tougher than you look, Tex! Though at the moment ya look like a horse's fart cushion. Cause, y'know, you are..." She grinned, walking up to the weakened sheriff and planting a foot on her back to keep her pinned down. "Still, a promise is a promise, so you're comin' inside. Probably for the best, really, cause..."