His Confused Dog

His Confused Dog desperately wanted a cheese grater that they would occasionally embrace. It should be a fairly odd suggestion, to my neighbour, but not to the Dog, who had come to the conclusion it was fun. Remarkably, a cheese grater would be the thing that was opted for.

His Confused Dog needed a teapot that they liked to eat. It should be a fairly odd suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Dog, who expected that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a teapot would be the item chosen.

His Confused Dog desired a spade that they would sit and look at. It should have been a fairly weird and wonderful exercise, to you and me, but not to the Dog, who feels that the idea was awesome. Strangely, a spade being the thing selected.

His Confused Dog craved for a sack of potatoes that they liked to rub on his belly. This might appear to be a fairly weird thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Dog, who feels it was simply life. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes would be the chosen thing.

His Confused Dog desperately looked for a cucumber that they sometimes throw. It might be a surprising operation, to you and me, but not to the Dog, who considered that the idea was epic. Strangely, a cucumber would be the thing that was chosen.

His Confused Dog wanted a teapot that they would often put up their bum. This could be considered an odd suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Dog, who felt that this idea is spectacular. Honestly, a teapot would be the thing that was selected.