My Big Dog

My Big Dog desperately wanted a pencil sharpener to sit and look at. It is a bizarre action, to me and my children, but not to the Dog, who considered that the idea was simply life. Honestly, a pencil sharpener is the thing to choose.

My Big Dog desperately craved for a can of Tango that they would often eat. It should have been a peculiar idea, to some, but not to the Dog, who had come to the conclusion it was awe-inspring. You wouldnt have imagined, a can of Tango would be the item that was chosen.

My Big Dog searched for a painting of a melon that they would sometimes play with. One might say this is an exciting approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Dog, who felt that this idea is awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a painting of a melon of all things.

My Big Dog desperately needed a crown to eat. One might consider this to be a strange exercise, to my mum, but not to the Dog, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was wonderous. You wouldnt have imagined, a crown being the chosen thing.

My Big Dog needed a vibrator that they would smash. One might say this is a new exercise, to my mum, but not to the Dog, who thought that this idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have thought, a vibrator is the thing that was chosen.

My Big Dog found a piece of paper that they liked to try to nail to the wall. It might be a fairly different operation, to you, but not to the Dog, who expected that it was in fact, wonderous. Who would have imagined, a piece of paper was the item that was chosen.