617. Saving the duckling

© Bruce Goodman 19 June 2015


What an extraordinary dream I had last night. This duck – it was a quack-quack duck – it was all white. It had these little ducklings. About six of them. It took them underneath the house. They were little yellow ducklings. And then the cat followed them under the house.

I had to save the little ducklings from the cat, so I crawled underneath the house.

Then the cat caught one of the little ducklings and I tried to steal it back from the cat to save the duckling. But the mother duck was all protective and thought it was me that was attacking her baby. I had to grab the duck around the neck to save myself, because she’d turned into a great big ferocious mallard duck and she was pecking me to bits. I grabbed her neck and strangled it. I had to. I had to do that to save myself. The mother duck kept smashing me with her wings. Smashing me. Smashing me. And the more she smashed the tighter I squeezed her neck. Until she was dead.

And this morning when I woke up I found I’d strangled my wife.

21 thoughts on “617. Saving the duckling

      1. Cynthia Jobin

        Naw….what good are the arts, if not for sublimation? Besides, you can never get away, once those quacks get a.. (wait for it)…stranglehold on your pocketbook.

  1. jennypellett

    I loved this. Just been checking out a few more of your stories – I’m amazed – what a task you have set yourself! Looking forward to reading more. I arrived here via Derrick’s blog, by the way. Always like to check out what they’re having for supper!

  2. Oscar Alejandro Plascencia

    A duck indicates your flexibility and your ability to blend and adapt in various situations. To see a white duck in your dream signifies falsehood and deceit. If the cat is aggressive, then it suggests that you are having problems with the feminine aspect of yourself.

    Or maybe you should just cut back on the sugary snacks before bedtime. 😕

    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      WOW! All I can say is thanks, and duck rhymes with luck and muck and … and yes, I sometimes do have trouble with my cat element. I also have a goat…


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