The little faun

On a beautiful island morning a couple of years ago, my good friend A. and I shared breakfast as we tried to come up with a name for this character I had created.  Gus, my friend suggested, and we christened the little guy with the last drop of Irish coffee. I thought of him then as a little satyr, but he is in fact a shy and gentle soul, a faun, and not at all "satyrical."  Things usually don't go that well for him, and yet he keeps at it.  Le petit faune.