Sure enough, Manny was suspicious of me, but eventually got used to me once he saw that I was a fish and scrap eater. I was happy to make friends with the herd, through the other animals was a bit wary of me like they do with Diego, but it was no big deal. I was delighted to find my eggs, through Sid was there too. We fought on names since I disliked Egbert and Yoko. Shelly was the only name I liked. Sid and I played a ancient game of Tic Tao which was called 'X Shapes'. Anyway, I won the first game, and tied on the second game. I chose Elliot while Sid and I decided on York.

We introduced the eggs to the mammoth couple, and Sid argued with them until I interrupted. "Guys, Sid needs this, and so do I. Think about it.". I nudged Sid, and we quickly secured the eggs under the familiar arched rock. We agreed that Sid is the surrogate mother while I am the father, literally and officially, of course.

The next morning, I woke up to cracks, and I watched in awe and anticipation. The one from the far right hatched rather quickly, revealing York as the oldest, dark-skinned hatchling dino. I smiled, "Hello, baby boy. York is your name.".

"Mama?". he whimpered. I chuckled gently, "No, no. I am your daddy and you are my son. Your siblings will hatch soon.". I slowly came and nuzzled York with a purr, earning a chirp from him. More cracks reached my ears, and we both turned to see the egg on the far left moving with a hairline crack at the top. It popped open with a head, revealing to be the freckled Shelly. York chirped to Shelly, who squeaked with the egg fragment on her head. She split the rest of the egg with her legs, getting free. Shelly chirped toward me as she moved clumsily, and fell in front of me, with a embarrassed squeak. I chuckled gently, as I licked her snout caringly, "My little girl. I will call you Shelly.".

Shelly growled slightly with a smile at me, and the two siblings took to talk in chirps, squeaks, growls, sometimes speaking in English as they adapted by the half hour they were outside. The last egg was stubborn, and I had to tap the shell, and a tiny crack came, chirps sounding out. "It's okay, little one. Come out into the world, join your brother and sister.".

Cracks furthered along, opening up to reveal Elliot, the youngest and blue-eyed hatchling. Elliot took too-big steps into the outside world, and I purred with amusement, "You will be Elliot, my dearest son. I'm your daddy, and Sid, your mommy is sleeping.". I gestured to Sid, who was sleeping soundly, deaf to the world, awkwardly on his back. I came to know my children for another half hour before Sid woke up finally, surprised and happy to be someone who can give love and be loved.

I came to find that Shelly is a tomboy, loves to be dirty, while York is rambunctious yet humble and kind. Elliot is adventurous and curious. They don't seem to care that I am a cat, even when I am their true father. My bond with my kids is getting tighter and closer as we spent the day, including Sid as well, for he's sharing in the care as well. I just hope Nimi isn't too angry or worried, granted that I knew how she tends to be when someone close is threatened or worse. It has been a while for her, when it has been too long for me. I miss her and I wonder if she can remember me, since I am in the form of a cat right now. Well, at least, the kids is growing to love me already.