"I know, right?" Rising to her feet, Katie laughed as Quaffle instantly jumped up to stand beside them, tail wagging furiously. "How could anyone not like dragons?"
Reaching down, Katie took Quaffle's collar in one hand, and T's hand in the other. "Ready!" She eyed the crate for a moment and grinned; crab racing was going to be brilliant, and this had been the perfect gift idea. Hey, if it meant you got to have fun along with the recipient, that was always a brilliant thing.