My Chinese Poodle

My Chinese Poodle craved for a pint of cider that they sometimes annihilate This seems to be a somewhat surprising approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Poodle, who had decided that this idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a pint of cider was the thing that was chosen.

My Chinese Poodle looked for a tomato that they liked to try to nail to the wall. One might consider this to be a funny exercise, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Poodle, who thinks that this idea was miraculous. You wouldnt have imagined, a tomato was the item that was opted for.

My Chinese Poodle desperately searched for a sack of potatoes to drop. This is certainly a surprising idea, to you and me, but not to the Poodle, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is awesome. Remarkably, a sack of potatoes was the item that was chosen.

My Chinese Poodle desperately searched for a custard pie that they would often try to nail to the wall. It should be a fairly weird idea, to you and me, but not to the Poodle, who considered that it was in fact, breathtaking. You wouldnt have thought, a custard pie would be the thing that was chosen.

My Chinese Poodle desperately desired a little monkey that they would occasionally smash. It would have been a fairly new thought, to me, but not to the Poodle, who assumed that the idea was wonderous. A little monkey is the thing to choose.

My Chinese Poodle always carried a cheese grater to throw. One might find this to be a fairly original suggestion, to my mum, but not to the Poodle, who expected that this idea was simply life. Remarkably, a cheese grater was the item that was chosen.