My Horny Pigeon

My Horny Pigeon desperately looked for a bag of flour that they would occasionally watch for 10 minutes every morning. It is considered to be an exciting exercise, to my children, but not to the Pigeon, who felt it was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a bag of flour was the chosen item.

My Horny Pigeon often carried a pen that they would try to nail to the wall. It is a fairly peculiar exercise, to my grandpa, but not to the Pigeon, who expected that the idea was exciting. Honestly, a pen is the thing that was chosen.

My Horny Pigeon had a melon that they would eat. It would have been a fairly funny action, to me, but not to the Pigeon, who expected it would be out of this world. Who would have thought, a melon was the thing that was chosen.

My Horny Pigeon searched for a rubber chicken that they liked to sit and look at. This might appear to be a new approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Pigeon, who had decided it would be simply life. Strangely, a rubber chicken would be the thing that was selected.

My Horny Pigeon searched for a pen that they liked to hug. This seems a fairly funny activity, to my grandpa, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, exciting. Who would have imagined, a pen being the thing opted for.

My Horny Pigeon desperately searched for a block of cheese that they would put up their bum. It would be a bizarre thought, to my grandma, but not to the Pigeon, who thought that it was in fact, out of this world. Who would have imagined, a block of cheese would be the thing that was opted for.