Whoa. Now that thing looks cool! [At a little yip he looks beside him and laughs, skritching Matt behind the ears.] So do you, buddy.

[Satisfied, Growlithe now decides that it's naptime, pulling back from the shot. Sure that's just to flop down on one of Gobo's feet, but that's to be expected.]

So I guess Trapinch is some kind of biter, then? With a mouth that big.