Ah, good, Rolf was getting a good idea of what Neville required. It always helped, and Rolf always tried to ask questions in order to get the very best match possible. Not that he didn't take animals back -- he did, just in case something happened or personalities didn't set well -- but first time was always best. "We'll stop over here once we look at the furries," he said. "I think I have just the bird for your gran." He wondered briefly if his grandparents knew Neville's.
"Come just this way." Rolf suggested and led the way, trying and failing to completely suppress his limp. He could already tell he was going to pay for that rabbit chase earlier. "Are you thinking medium size, small?" He sensed a large dog might not be what they wanted, though he'd show Neville all of them, of course. IT was obvious, walking back and to the dog pens that each was also bigger on the inside, and that a LOT of magic had gone into the design of the building and into consideration for the animals.