I snapped a shot of our travel mascot, George Bailey-Penguin, ready for our most recent trip. Next thing I knew, he’d flipped into my coffee.
How did he get there?
This photo set is not staged. Coasters are still bad.
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10 Comments
I like him.
Sarge gave him to me when we first started going out, so I’d have a penguin in the house! That’s his second hat, he lost his first one in NYC!
I think I may have seen his hat last week in the subway!
He jumped. Life looked better down there. He’s a penguin and he had a cold behind which needed warming. What was his excuse?
Everyone needs coffee, its a food group.
Jim
PENGUIN!
Must…have…
I loooooove penguins. I know you already named him, but can I call him Pete?
Radley’s class had a penguin that looked exactly like that. He went home with a different student each week to document their adventures.
How about ReRe Pete? 🙂
I like it!
I dunno why, but the penguin upended in the coffee mug just completely cracks me up! 🙂