My Purple Poodle

My Purple Poodle owned a bag of poop that they would occasionally sleep with. This seems a different undertaking, to me and my husband, but not to the Poodle, who assumed it would be epic. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of poop would be the item that was chosen.

My Purple Poodle desperately wanted a sword that they sometimes put in the bath with him. This seems to be a fairly surprising proposal, to some, but not to the Poodle, who assumed that this idea was spectacular. You wouldnt have thought, a sword being the chosen thing.

My Purple Poodle always had with them a cheese grater that they sometimes put on his head. It would have been a surprising exercise, to my mum, but not to the Poodle, who feels it would be fun. Honestly, a cheese grater was the thing that was opted for.

My Purple Poodle always carried a sword that they would sometimes put down their trousers. It is a surprising approach to life, to me, but not to the Poodle, who feels it was miraculous. Who would have thought, a sword would be the chosen thing.

My Purple Poodle desperately desired a cup that they liked to share. It was considered to be a somewhat surprising approach to life, to me and my wife, but not to the Poodle, who expected that this idea is stunning. Honestly, a cup is the thing that was chosen.

My Purple Poodle desperately wanted a set of lego that they would occasionally put on his head. It might be a fairly different approach to life, to me and my husband, but not to the Poodle, who felt it was wonderful. Honestly, a set of lego being the item selected.