I had a dream that Naia had a pet duck. She brought it one time to play at the lake. The duck went to play with the other ducks.” I was like “Naia, how are you going to know which duck is yours?” and she pointed out that it was part farm-duck, so it was larger than the wild mallards.
But then it turned out that Naia’s duck, by hanging out with other ducks for too long, realized it had more in common with humans, and so it turned into a human.
We lost track of it, but then we found it. It had gotten a job at the McDonalds on the beach, and was being sassy and lovable to the customers. Me and Naia were like “Woah, he picked up being a human very quickly!”