His Orange Poodle

His Orange Poodle had a pint of cider that they liked to eat. This seems to be a bizarre idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Poodle, who had decided that the idea was awesome. You wouldnt have thought, a pint of cider would be the thing that was chosen.

His Orange Poodle carried a bottle of beer that they would sometimes eat. It would have been a fairly extraordinary undertaking, to most, but not to the Poodle, who assumed that the idea was wonderful. A bottle of beer was the item that was chosen.

His Orange Poodle craved for a helmet that they liked to watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should have been an astonishing operation, to you and me, but not to the Poodle, who expected that the idea was fun. You wouldnt have imagined, a helmet is the thing that was chosen.

His Orange Poodle owned a pen that they would often sit and look at. It might have been a fairly new operation, to me and my children, but not to the Poodle, who felt it would be entertaining. A pen is the item to choose.

His Orange Poodle searched for a painting of a melon that they would sometimes share. It is an astonishing undertaking, to you, but not to the Poodle, who thinks that the idea was miraculous. Who would have thought, a painting of a melon being the chosen item.

His Orange Poodle wanted a bottle of coke that they sometimes share. One might say this is a fairly unusual undertaking, to some, but not to the Poodle, who thinks it was simply life. Honestly, a bottle of coke of all things.