His Little Poodle

His Little Poodle desperately wanted a lava lamp that they sometimes throw. This is certainly a peculiar idea, to me and my parents, but not to the Poodle, who expected that the idea was simply life. Who would have thought, a lava lamp is the thing to choose.

His Little Poodle desired a sponge that they liked to play with. It should have been a peculiar exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Poodle, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was stunning. A sponge being the thing selected.

His Little Poodle desperately wanted a rubber johnny that they liked to embrace. This seems to be a fairly curious undertaking, to my dad, but not to the Poodle, who had come to the conclusion that the idea was stunning. A rubber johnny is the item that was chosen.

His Little Poodle searched for a pint of cider that they would experiment on. It is a fairly exciting approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Poodle, who thought that it was in fact, stunning. Bizarrely, a pint of cider was the chosen thing.

His Little Poodle always kept a rubber chicken that they would sometimes put on his head. This is certainly a different idea, to many, but not to the Poodle, who considered that the idea was exciting. Who would have imagined, a rubber chicken would be the item that was chosen.

His Little Poodle always had with them a bag of flour that they would rub on his belly. One might consider this to be a curious idea, to my mum, but not to the Poodle, who assumed that the idea was the most awesome idea. Who would have thought, a bag of flour was the thing that was chosen.