Dreamt last night i went to this nifty historical park. like where people go camping and whatnot. anyway, i had a tasty sandwich and i was sitting by the murky river (there had been a flood, so it was basically as clear as chocolate milk). Suddenly, a large fish popped up and latched onto my right thumb. It had a powerful jaw, and broke the first bone in my thumb. I remember actually feeling pain, but we know that's impossible. I yanked the fish out of the water, flung it from myself and looked at my poor hand. bone was protruding.

Then it went on to another dream. I was with some other girls, and we were keeping the safety of a very small baby. could fit in the palm of your hand. Diaper changing was fairly difficult.
Somewhere along the line we came to a pretty little park (the kind where people have picnics and walk their dogs) and there was a quaint little pond with ducks. (at this point, the baby must have been forgotten)
one of the ducks was perplexing to look at, because it had four legs. I realized then, that this duck was mostly a cat. it had the front flipper feet of a duck, (though these were covered in fur) and the back half of a black cat. the head was more catlike, but in lieu of a wet cat nose were two holes like in a duck's bill. while his body was black, the wings were speckled brown, and he flapped them but did not seem able to attain flight.
I immediately snatched up the creature and snuggled him because he was just too cute. Then I took him home with me and named him Bill.

I think that came from recently reading Shakespeare and pondering the old word "ducat."

I hereby claim the ducat as mine own invention, and place a creative commons license upon it. It's too strange to belong to anyone else.

The Poe has spoken.