Captain ‘Guin
Captain ‘Guin is no ordinary clay penguin. Without feet, he sits still on my window sill most of the day. As I hold him in my hand, I feel the distinct difference between ‘Guin’s coarse charcoal-black body and his sleek lemony yellow chest. The old paint he wears is chipped all over his body, like little freckles. Two stubby wings lie flat on the Captain’s belly. A pointy, canary yellow beak pops out from his shiny blue-white face. Captain ‘Guin’s rugged eye patch covers the fact that he has no left eye, and shows that he will always be a pirate.
