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I couldn't help exaggerating a little there, @Forest Cat thinks I have to battle vicious bilbies and evade dinner plate sized spiders just to check my mail in the morning.
Ah, that must be the wondrous dragon duck I saw. Just a drake.It always tickled me that a lot of fantasy fiction writers use the word Drake to mean some kind of dragon, what they're actually describing is a rather cantankerous duck.
This must be for ducks in the US, ours are different. Here's one from the top of Australia:
Our swans are different too, I wonder what she thought of these:Fun fact: You're not allowed to eat swans because they're owned by the Queen.