Squale did end up in my custody, and he and I grew old together. It turns out dragons live to be around 60 years. He passed away when I turned 78. My mother turned out to be a genius, although I did not recognize it at the time.

She'd always yell at me to bring my camera, to shoot Squale doing this, to do that. It wasn't until Barb's arrest did I realize it was more than a home video. My mom had showed the court with authority of Squale's grace and manners. She showed, no she owned the court room. She did it through video. Because, after all, who could claim a dragon wasn't a safe pet when the facts show otherwise?