from The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th Edition
- n. A semiaquatic egg-laying mammal (Ornithorhynchus anatinus) of Australia and Tasmania, having a broad flat tail, webbed feet, and a snout resembling a duck's bill. Also called duckbill, duck-billed platypus.
from Wiktionary, Creative Commons Attribution/Share-Alike License
- n. An egg-laying, semi-aquatic mammal with a bill resembling that of a duck, that has a mole-like body, a tail resembling that of a beaver, a waterproof pelt, and flat webbed feet — males have poisonous spurs on the inside of the back legs; Ornithorhynchus anatinus
from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English
- n. The duck mole. See under duck.
from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- n. In entomology, a genus of xylophagous beetles of the family Scolytidæ: synonymous in part with Bostrychus.
- n. In mammalogy: A genus of monotremes, now called Ornithorhynchus.
- n. [lowercase] The species of this genus; the duckbilled platypus. See cut under duckbill.
- n. In ornithology, a genus of sea-ducks of the family Anatidæ and the subfamily Fuligulinæ: synonymous with Fulix.
from WordNet 3.0 Copyright 2006 by Princeton University. All rights reserved.
- n. small densely furred aquatic monotreme of Australia and Tasmania having a broad bill and tail and webbed feet; only species in the family Ornithorhynchidae
The brown animal to the right of the platypus is a rhynchosaur.
XD I'm thinking it's going to be platypusclub dot com, but platypus is sort of a hard word.
And find out why the platypus is wearing a lampshade on hisitsher head.
(I hate being a newbie/outsider to insider-speak here ... but am I hoping in dirty-minded vain that 'petting the platypus' is actually a synonym for 'splitting the kitten'?)
The platypus is telling me to giddy up, so I'd best giddy.
It's getting late, and the platypus is giving me the hairy eyeball.
The platypus is wailing, "No sleep 'til Burlington!" at the top of hisherits voice, and, soon, the neighbors will begin to complain.
There has to be more coffee before the work, and I think the platypus is still asleep.
Anyway, the platypus is reminding me that I need to email my agent and my editor, and that I have a short story to write, and that the day is slipping away.
The platypus is showing me the red-hot poker and threatening to get personal if I don't end this entry and return to Chapter Six.