I'm afraid we've got ourselves a misfit toy. Kind of like, but not exactly like, a choochoo with square wheels, or a water pistol that shoots jelly, or worst of all... a cowboy that rides an ostrich.
Incase it is so much a misfit that you find it hard to identify, it's a rubber swan that can't stay upright. The real killer is that it doesn't squeak. It makes the most ungodly of sounds. Something between honking and the scraping of styrofoam. If you squeeze it, Levin starts crying. That isn't an exaggeration.
I imagine we'll be having a flying lion visit us some night and awaken to a missing rubber swan. On the other hand, I may claim him for myself. He doesn't float upright because of his crown... I'm a sucker for object lessons.
Ande, where did you find this again? An island?