His Yellow Pigeon

His Yellow Pigeon always carried a sack of potatoes that they would smash. It might be a strange approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Pigeon, who had decided that the idea was awesome. A sack of potatoes was the chosen thing.

His Yellow Pigeon desperately craved for a spade that they would often put in the bath with him. It would have been a fairly funny idea, to my children, but not to the Pigeon, who expected that the idea was stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a spade is the item to choose.

His Yellow Pigeon always kept a block of cheese that they would occasionally sleep with. It might be a fairly extraordinary approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that this idea is amazing. A block of cheese being the thing opted for.

His Yellow Pigeon always carried a chocolate bar to eat. It would have been an astonishing action, to my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that this idea was the most awesome idea. Bizarrely, a chocolate bar would be the item that was chosen.

His Yellow Pigeon searched for a ball that they would often put in the bath with him. It might be a fairly weird and wonderful suggestion, to my neighbour, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion it would be breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a ball of all things.

His Yellow Pigeon desperately needed a piece of paper that they would rub on his belly. It might have been a bizarre activity, to my mum, but not to the Pigeon, who thought that the idea was exciting. A piece of paper is the thing to choose.