Bored to tears and sick of waiting hand and foot on Ellest, Ringo took Pet for a walk to the park and sat on the bench. He invited George along and he sat next to him while Pet sat at their feet sleeping.

"What am I going to do?" Ringo asked him. "Ellest is going to have her children soon and the waiting for the moment is driving me nuts!"

"Well, four weeks is almost up. You’ll probably go home and she’ll be up to her knickers in babies!" George told him.

"She doesn’t wear pants. Anyway, that’s not funny." They sat for a while and then went back to Ringo’s place. Ringo unlocked the door, but before he opened it, Pet was sniffing around.

"What is it?" George asked Ringo.

"Why are you asking me?" Ringo frowned. Pet pulled at Ringo’s pants and shook his head. "I don’t think he wants to go in."

"Nonsense! Its cold out here!" George pushed the door open. Ringo and Pet froze. Ellest was surrounded in seven small Ringos with lizard bodies. Ringo fell backwards onto the sidewalk.

He shook his head and got his eyes back into focus. Pet was on his lap. Ringo was on the couch in the living room.

"Good morning, spanky!" John’s voice cracked the air. Ringo noticed that all The Beatles were there.

"I had a terrible dream..." Ringo said. Paul grinned and whispered into john’s ear:

"And you were there, and you and you! There’s no place like home!" Paul and john laughed. Paul looked to Ringo. "Was Toto there?"

"Where’s Ellest?" Ringo asked George without noticing Paul’s remark. George pointed to Ellest laying under the window grooming her children. Ringo looked next to her and saw Pet. Pet looked at him and shrugged. "Oh no! Why can’t all my dreams be fake?!?" He held his head in his hands and sighed. George patted him on the back.

"Congrats Ring! You’ve got quite a family!" George said.

"Oh shut up! How am I gonna feed them all?"

"You...uhhh....Paul will help you out! He’s stinking rich!"

"I’m not helping him feed those things! Its my money!" Paul yelled. Pet snarled and leaped onto Paul’s leg. "Argh! Not again! Bad, bad!" Paul grabbed a newspaper and rolled it up. He began hitting Pet with it. "Down, bad, stay, sit, LET ME GO!!!" They tumbled for a long time. Ringo rolled his eyes.

"I’ll help ya out, Ringo! I’m rich too! How much do these things eat?" John said pulling out his wallet. He turned to see that Paul was gone and Pet was happily licking his face. "Oh dear. Geez! How does he eat Paul and not gain an ounce?" John put his wallet back. Ringo picked Pet up by the back legs and shook him.

"Drop it!" Ringo commanded. Paul suddenly fell out of Pet covered in bile and saliva.

"Ceeeeeeripes man! That was gross! You’d better watch him or he’ll eat you too!" Paul said, wiping tons of bile and saliva off of him. He went to the bathroom and took a shower. They could all hear him singing off key and stupidly in the shower. John laughed.

"Its an A sharp Paul! An A sharp!" John laughed some more. He saw Pet smiling happily at him (no real threat). He leaped into George’s arms. "Get him away!" Pet raised an eyebrow.

"Get off me!" George threw him to the floor. "He’s only noticing that you are willing to feed his family!"

"Correction, WAS...." John then noticed Pet starting to snarl. "Then again..." Paul came dancing out of the shower.

"I feel pretty!" Paul said tip toeing into the scene. Everyone gave him a mixed look. He stopped and sat in a big arm chair. "Sorry, I guess the stick is still up everyone’s butt." John frowned at him and then took out his wallet.

"I don’t know how much I can lend you," John said to Ringo. "But I guess a fifty will have to do...." Pet started snarling. John, frightened, took out another fifty, Pet still growled. John sighed and took out his drivers license. He handed the rest of the wallet’s contents to Ringo. "That’s all I got on me! I swear!" He watched Pet carefully and put his hand on his heart. Pet went back to sitting next to Ellest. Ringo thanked John for the money. He glared at him but nodded. They all left that after noon, carefully watching Pet’s mouth.

Stay tuned for the next Pet story: "Now what? And who?"