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Rolf Scamander (outofthewild) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Rolf's shoulders started shaking before he made any kind of sound. The snickers slipped out then, and then the outright laughter of pure amusement. "You mean the dustbunny of doom," he said through his laughter. He hadn't been able to help himself, honestly he hadn't. He had known this one wouldn't be a match, but the look on her face had been priceless. "Aye aye, Susan. I think I have a real one over here."

He stowed the dog -- not named Sparkles, though now he was tempted -- and rose stiffly, leading her only a little farther back. "She's about a year old, as far as we can determine, which means she'll get a bit bigger yet. Samoyeds aren't tiny, but they are fluffy. Not very aggressive, but they can be good guard dogs, at least for alerting," he said. He might have a poor memory in some things, but when it came to these kinds of things, he retained a ton.