Paulo Pinguino

This "penguin" figurine comes all the way from Chiapas, Mexico.  My boyfriend got it for me while he was there for a week long human rights program.  I guess a kid made it himself and was selling it.  The kid said this clay figurine was a "pinguino", which is penguin in Spanish, but I question whether this little guy really is a penguin.  He has the facial features and ears of a cat but the wings of a penguin.  And what's that hump on his face?  It's not a nose because that red circle is his nose.  I'm not trying to discredit the kid's artistic skills because he made an elephant and it actually looked like an elephant. But I just can't figure out if he really is a penguin and if not, what he is?

Is he?  Or isn't he?

Paul Penguin Impostors

While searching the internet for Paul Penguin, I found two Paul Penguins on Facebook! Just about everyone and apparently, everything has a Facebook page these days.  I remember when we didn't even have internet...heck, I remember the good ol' days when computers were just too expensive for the average family to buy.  I typed my papers on a typewriter, and I'm not even that old.

But I digress.  I'm not going to post the links but here are the profile pictures of the impostor Paul Penguins.

Too small

His beak is too pointy and he has scales

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Paul Penguin

Who is Paul Penguin you ask?

Paul Penguin is a stuffed black and orange penguin that I grew very fond of as a child. I don't remember where Paul Penguin came from, but he was always there. Paul Penguin wasn't the nicest stuffed animal in the toy box nor was he the softest. In fact, he had a weird synthetic feel to him and when I squeezed him, he made a crunching sound. Such an odd little guy. As I grew up, I stopped playing with Paul Penguin but never forgot him.

During the summer of 2009, I went home for a visit. My sister told me she went through the closet and donated a lot of the stuffed animals. I immediately went to the box of stuffed animals and checked if Paul Penguin was still there. He was not. I asked my sister if she gave him away but she insisted she didn't; that she would never do such a thing. So we searched for Paul Penguin, even my mom getting in on the search. But we never found him. I still hold hope that one day I'll find Paul Penguin...