Name: Daisy.
Group: Proprietors.
Guardian(s)/Probation Officer(s): My
aunties. Oracle Ny , Oracle Whimsical, Oracle HeartBeat
How did you come to Dreamscape: We
were in a boat race and the rudder broke in a storm and we
ended up here.
Job/Purpose: To get that darn Duke to
propose.
Where do you live when not on duty or roaming the streets
of Kymer and Second Kingdom: In
the backroom of Isle Caribe.
Favorite Activity: Collecting
wedding stuff and talking with the peoples here to learn Kymerese,
and handing out stuff to people.
Least Favorite Activity: Running from
people that want to roast or BBQ Daisy & Duke :-(
Favorite Locale: Our
nest, ooops that’s not a locale so it’s got to
be Isle Caribe.
Partners in crime: Duke, the duck with
selective hearing.
Favorite Song: Quacking in the Rain.
Favorite Movie: Ducks in Heaven.
Favorite Book: Duck Tales
Favorite Quote: What you are is Gods
gift to you. What you make of yourself is your gift to God.
Favorite Food: Worm pizza.
Favorite Color: Blue with a hint of
purple.
What do you like the best about Dreamscape: Queezing
n Quissing Duke.
Bath or Shower: Showering
with Duke.
Favorite Joke or Antedote:
A woman brought a very limp duck
to the veterinarian's office. As she lay her pet on the table,
the vet pulled out his stethoscope and listened to the bird's
chest. After a moment or two, the vet shook his head sadly
and said, "I'm so sorry, your pet duck Cuddles has passed
away."
The distressed owner wailed,
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, I am sure. The duck
is dead," he replied.
"How can you be so sure,"
she protested. "I mean, you haven't done any testing
on him or anything. He might just be in a coma or something."
The vet rolled his eyes, turned
around and left the room, and returned a few moments later
with a black Labrador Retriever.
As the duck's owner looked
on in amazement, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front
paws on the examination table and sniffed the duck from top
to bottom. He then looked at the vet with sad eyes and shook
his head.
The vet patted the lab and
led it out of the exam room. He returned a few moments later
with a cat.
The cat jumped up on the table
and also sniffed delicately at the bird from head to foot.
The cat sat back on its haunches, shook its head, meowed softly
and strolled out of the room.
The vet looked at the woman
and said, "I'm sorry, but as I said, this is most definitely,
100% certifiably, a dead duck."
Then the vet turned to his
computer terminal, hit a few keys and produced a bill, which
he handed to the woman.
The duck's owner, still in
shock, took the bill. She screamed, "$150.00!" "$150
just to tell me my duck is dead!"
The vet shrugged. "I'm
sorry. If you'd taken my word for it, the bill would have
been $20, but with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan, it's now
$150.00."
Comments: Kymer has now become
our home and so we say to all the people of Kymer thank you
for your kindness and wonderful welcome. By the way please
don’t offer Duke any wine when you see him, last time
he drank too much he saw double and ended up quissing the
town crier instead of me. Daisy is single but wants to get
married someday and have little ducklings!
