"Look, Daddy, they're playing!" Noah laughed, grabbing the hem of his mother's skirt as he tried to get her attention.

Gabriel's eyes followed the direction his son was pointing to. There was Mr. Muggles, enthusiastically humping the domed shell of Matt Parkman's turtle. Gabriel gasped as he knelt down and covered the child's eyes. He'd always thought they should have gotten that dog neutered.