I had a dream that there was a seven-legged sea otter who could say "I love you" like a parrot and I met her at someplace that was ambiguously a swamp or an aquarium. Later, at the same place, I met a (four-legged) sea otter who could full-on talk and understand what he was saying. He was really stuck-up and complained to me about how he was looking for a mate who he could have talking children with. I told him about the seven-legged otter, who at least had the vocal cords to talk, and he agreed that she would do and we set out to find her. We did, they talked, they did the sea otter do. And then the seven-legged otter laid eggs, which hatched into ducklings. They were both pretty much like okay, we'll love our duckling children, but then it turned out they could only quack, so the talking otter just up and abandoned his new family. I felt terrible about introducing the seven-legged otter to such an a-hole, so I offered to help raise the children. Then I woke up.
