My Chinese Newt

My Chinese Newt always kept a cucumber that they would often rub on his belly. It would have been a weird and wonderful operation, to me, but not to the Newt, who thinks that the idea was breathtaking. Bizarrely, a cucumber being the thing selected.

My Chinese Newt wanted a rubber chicken that they would break. It might be a weird thing to do, to my children, but not to the Newt, who feels it would be entertaining. Strangely, a rubber chicken was the thing that was chosen.

My Chinese Newt desperately searched for a teapot that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. It is considered to be a fairly new proposal, to my neighbour, but not to the Newt, who feels that it was in fact, exciting. Bizarrely, a teapot being the thing selected.

My Chinese Newt craved for a can of Tango that they liked to embrace. It would have been a fairly bizarre idea, to me and my children, but not to the Newt, who assumed it was awesome. Bizarrely, a can of Tango of all things.

My Chinese Newt desperately searched for a toilet brush to rub on his belly. It is a fairly astonishing exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Newt, who considered that the idea was miraculous. Strangely, a toilet brush of all things.

My Chinese Newt desperately looked for a sack of potatoes that they would put up their bum. It should have been an exciting thing to do, to my mum, but not to the Newt, who thought that the idea was spectacular. Who would have imagined, a sack of potatoes being the chosen item.