'Stupid Usul, and damn squirrel!' Glad we're not having to... oh, no, not that one! I completely forgot about that one!', the assistant groaned, while looking at the large cage that was still standing on the ground. 'Well, at least he won't put up much of a fight; owner was glad to have him tranquilized if I ever saw one.' He walked over to the door at the end of the room and put his head through it. 'Hey, Leroy, get your butt over here! We gotta get the dopey one in his cage!'. A similar groan to the assistant's came back through the door. 'Do we have to, now?! I mean, I just had lunch'. 'Yeah, well, you always just had lunch, you fat slob. Serves you right. Now get over here!' An enormously fat man wobbled through the door, and the two conscious pets didn't exactly know who was the biggest of the two: the fat assistant, or the sleeping pet in the cage that was still being given a wide berth by both of the men now in the room. 'Well... gotta do what the docter says', the fat one said, with a tone of resignation in his voice. They both walked over to the cage, the smaller one rolling a strange low cart along the floor to it. When they arrived, the cart seemed to click into place in a small hole under the cage, and with a touch of a button, the cart expanded in height to hoist the cage up. When it was at what was seemingly the required height, it stopped. 'Man, am I glad we don't have to push that thing in it's cage.''You said it.' Next, the cart rolled the cage into an empty space at the top, and Maria and the purple Usul saw that the creature was now definitely facing to the front of it's cage; two huge tusks and a drooling mouth, and a little antenna on the top of it's head that flickered almost imperceptibly on and off. It looked like a tuskaninny; and yet something was horribly wrong with it.
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