My Foolish Poodle

My Foolish Poodle desperately needed a custard pie that they liked to put on his head. This is certainly a fairly weird and wonderful idea, to my mum, but not to the Poodle, who thought it was breathtaking. Strangely, a custard pie was the item that was opted for.

My Foolish Poodle desperately needed a stapler that they would break. One might find this to be a fairly different thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Poodle, who thinks it was miraculous. Remarkably, a stapler is the thing to choose.

My Foolish Poodle desperately searched for a painting of a melon to embrace. It is a surprising proposal, to most, but not to the Poodle, who considered it was out of this world. Honestly, a painting of a melon is the thing to select.

My Foolish Poodle owned a set of lego that they liked to play with. One might find this to be a fairly astonishing undertaking, to some, but not to the Poodle, who felt it was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a set of lego is the thing to select.

My Foolish Poodle always had with them a cucumber that they would occasionally share. One might find this to be a fairly peculiar idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Poodle, who assumed it would be magnificent. Strangely, a cucumber would be the item that was selected.

My Foolish Poodle desperately searched for a rubber chicken to demolish. This is certainly a fairly weird suggestion, to my dad, but not to the Poodle, who assumed that the idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have imagined, a rubber chicken was the thing that was selected.