1.
The
plural of Platypus is ‘Platypie.’
2.
Commonly
thought to be a marsupial, the Platypus is actually most closely related to the
mallard and sea otter—although it does share certain characteristics with the echidna:
namely, a rigid sense of its territory and the joyous spectacle of its
lovemaking. The famed biologist/meteorologist/garden gnome expert (hortagnomatist), Zinåne McGrégoré, has successfully
and cogently traced Platypus genetics back three centuries to the beautifully
strange moment of this rebellious union of the mallard and sea otter that
birthed the First Platypus.[1]
3.
Supporting
McGrégoré’s hypothesis is the curious oddity that Platypie worship, and actively
aspire to, the status of the Cosmic Duck, whose quack does not echo in eternity;
whose churning webbed feet turn the world; whose desire is bread; and whose
pond can only ever be a dream for the Platypus.
4.
They
are famously shy because they are embarrassed they cannot fly. If caught by
surprise, you will often find them floating on their backs looking longingly at
the sky, sometimes holding flippers.
5. Their arch nemesis is the goose. Although more rare recently due to human intervention, pitched battles between a group of Platypie and some geese still happen with alarming frequency.
6. When they hide, they tend to hide in their disguised, neat, Cosmic Duck decorated, and surprisingly well-furnished riverbank burrows. Like humans, they consider these homes to be their castle and jealousy guard them against attack from geese.
7.
The
sound a Platypus makes is quite close to the bark of a kelpie.
8.
Platypie
live in large groups, or ‘platypacks,’ of between 10 to 33 Platypie, in well ordered communities of burrows and Cosmic Duck temples. A sole
matriarch leads these Playtpacks and can be identified by the gum tree leaf
they carry around in their bill, which McGrégoré simply calls the ‘scepter.’ This
matriarch assumes her position—generally held for life—through a rudimentary,
and still yet to be fully understood, democratic system that appears to mostly
involve the Platypie barking at each other and scheming in their burrows.
9.
Their
diet consists of river moss, geese eggs (hence some of the animosity) and tadpoles. Indeed, they are
considered the finest tadpole hunters in the known world, utilizing a complex
system of sonar, pack hunting techniques—involving copious and morally
questionable diversionary tactics—and their outstanding agility to capture
tadpoles by the hundreds.
10.
The
males have toxic spikes, or spurs, on their legs. These act both as defensive tools
and emergency penises in the event of a particularly horrific goose attack. The toxin these spikes carry is poisonous to all but the Platypus for whom it essentially acts as a fertiliser.
[1] See his book, The Changing of the Webbéd River Tides: When
Mallard Met Otter (2005), for more detailed information about the
conception of the Platypus.
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