We landed in the middle of Yankee Stadium, right on the baseball diamond. Ricky leaped off the dragon, turned and bowed to her.

“As always, my dear.. Thank you.”

I had noticed between heaves on the way over that the dragon was a slight pink hue, but she turned a definate red at that. I never knew a dragon could blush.

The snake and I descended from the dragon’s back and she took to the sky again and flew away.

“Ricky??”, I asked my cat questioningly.

“You think ‘Fluffy’ would have worked better?”, he replied.

Okay.. he had a point.

I looked around the stadium. Yankee Stadium was empty. Quizzically, I looked at the snake. “Don’t tell me to ‘Be the bunny’ again.”, I said.

The snake had been slithering toward second base while I said that. He looked back and grinned… Well.. at least as far as two fangs can show a grin, that is.

“Come and meet our leader.”, he said as he stuck his tail under the second base plate and lifted..