| ———————————- chapter ————- “I happen to be one of the few that knows about a horse that poops gold coins. Gold Coins! Can you believe that? A horse that poops gold coins! And you know what else? I’m going to get my hands on that horse! You know why? Do ya? Does anybody know why I can find the horse and …” He pointed around the room, “you can’t? Well its because I know the horse is special. But I won’t say in what way!” Dan the Dam Duck looked around the room for someone who was going to challenge his statement. He wasn’t disappointed. A large duck, very large indeed, waddled up next to Dan. Only a duck that was really drunk, would have fell for the disguise. It was actually a snow goose, that had taken shoe polish and painted his white feathers so they looked dark. But he didn’t do a good job. On top of that his size was a dead give away. If he was a duck, he was the fattest, biggest duck that ever lived. Dan was in no condition to spot a spy however. His defenses were down because he had been drinking with his buddy Buzzy. “Well hello there oddly large duck!” Dan said when he looked up and saw the disguised snow goose. “My name is Dan the Dam Duck! I’m not a mud duck. I’m not a puddle duck. I’m not a mudpuddle duck either. I’m not a wood duck. I’m a dam duck! “Oh yes friend. So am I! We dam ducks got to stick together. Don’t we? You remember me. It’s your ol’ friend Fred.” He proceeded to offer a cheesy, fake smile while putting a wing around Dan. He pulled Dan in close and said in a quiet tone with his breath stinking of booze, “So friend, did I hear you mention a horse that poops gold coins? Tell me more about it?” next page |  |