Every morning, Paul Turtle wakes up and blinks three times. He then pushes his head out into the sunlight and blinks four times, quickly and distinctly. With a yawn, he looks around for breakfast and fancies himself a cup of coffee (two sugars, please) and a warm cinnamon roll. He whistles suggestively at Mrs. Caroline as she passes him and he smirks at her blushing green cheeks. He's a ladies turtle, after all.