Like with many pets that look so cute when they are small, the Zurgs had miscalculated exactly how big their acquisition from that beach on the third planet would get. They had found it while on last decade’s vacation and the children pestered them to keep it.
“Xixi, you really have to stop indulging the kids,” Xorgon Zurg said glancing over to the pet corner.
“What do you mean?” she replied.
“That biped you got for Ziron. It’s eating us out of house and home. And, its out-growing its tank again.”
“It’s not like you need to take care of it,” Xixi retorted.
“No, I just have to pay for the stupid thing. Do you know what the vet bills come to? I thought not. ‘It’s a little one,’ you said. ‘It won’t eat much.’ Do you know what the water alone costs? What’s a Xenonian to do?”