A Fucking Dog

A Fucking Dog found a custard pie that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should be an extraordinary thought, to my neighbour, but not to the Dog, who thinks it was sublime. A custard pie is the item to opt for.

A Fucking Dog desperately craved for a lava lamp that they sometimes sit and look at. It might be a fairly unusual activity, to my children, but not to the Dog, who felt that this idea was epic. Honestly, a lava lamp would be the chosen thing.

A Fucking Dog wanted a bag of flour that they liked to sleep with. One might consider this to be an original suggestion, to me and my husband, but not to the Dog, who feels it was amazing. Who would have imagined, a bag of flour being the thing selected.

A Fucking Dog desired a bottle of wine that they would throw. It was a bizarre action, to my children, but not to the Dog, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, magnificent. A bottle of wine having that done to it

A Fucking Dog desperately craved for a bag of poop that they would sometimes annihilate This could be considered a fairly curious action, to some, but not to the Dog, who had decided that it was in fact, breathtaking. Bizarrely, a bag of poop is the item to opt for.

A Fucking Dog always carried a chocolate bar that they would sometimes try to nail to the wall. This seems a strange proposal, to me and my children, but not to the Dog, who expected that it was in fact, stunning. Bizarrely, a chocolate bar is the thing that was chosen.