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Rolf Scamander (outofthewild) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Definitely toilet trained," he said with a nod. There were a few here that weren't, but most were. He worked with as many as he could every day. "And if you need help with any additional training, we do that here." Well, currently he was the only one who did that.

"Sounds good. Bit bigger on the inside, but not palatial?" he said, handing her a leash before leading the way toward a wall of different kennels, scanning them to see which one he thought might be best. "So kennel, two water bowls, bed, a couple of toys to start with, some treats, food, of course."

He hoisted a large bag of dogfood on one shoulder, adjusting it so it didn't throw him off balance on his bad side, and the string of other things slowly floating behind him. Except the kennel. He'd come back for that. He carried the bag with surprising ease, if one didn't know what lay under his sweater. "Can you think of anything else?" he asked her as he headed around the counter.