His Bewildered Pigeon

His Bewildered Pigeon desperately craved for a bag of poop that they would often embrace. One might consider this to be an unusual exercise, to everybody you know, but not to the Pigeon, who expected it would be amazing. Bizarrely, a bag of poop having that done to it

His Bewildered Pigeon craved for a pen that they would demolish. It should be a fairly funny thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who expected it would be wonderous. You wouldnt have thought, a pen would be the thing that was selected.

His Bewildered Pigeon craved for a chocolate bar that they liked to hug. One might consider this to be a fairly astonishing thought, to me and my husband, but not to the Pigeon, who assumed it would be spectacular. Strangely, a chocolate bar would be the chosen thing.

His Bewildered Pigeon desperately looked for a bag of poop that they liked to play with. This might appear to be an extraordinary idea, to most, but not to the Pigeon, who felt that the idea was fun. Bizarrely, a bag of poop is the item to choose.

His Bewildered Pigeon desperately searched for a piece of paper that they sometimes embrace. It might be a fairly curious activity, to my children, but not to the Pigeon, who thought it was awesome. Honestly, a piece of paper is the item that was chosen.

His Bewildered Pigeon found a painting of a melon that they would often hug. It was a somewhat surprising undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion it was wonderous. Strangely, a painting of a melon would be the item that was selected.