[ Peter snorted, watching Gabriel show off, though he doubted it was intentionally. Dogs will be dogs, after all, Peter was still just trying to figure out exactly how deep it ran. ]

Not sure actually. Some kind of Shepard. [ Being no dog expert, Peter really has no idea what exact breed Gabriel resembles. So he just shrugs, going with the easiest answer he can think of. ] The pound wasn't sure either, they told me he might be a mutt.

[ Picking up the ball from his shoe and giving it a light toss into the air, he nods. ] Yeah, he's fine. Go ahead.