My Grumpy Pigeon

My Grumpy Pigeon desperately wanted a spade to experiment on. It should be a fairly new operation, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was sublime. Strangely, a spade was the item that was selected.

My Grumpy Pigeon found a bag of flour to eat. It might be a somewhat surprising approach to life, to my mum, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion it would be awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a bag of flour being the chosen item.

My Grumpy Pigeon looked for a hat that they would often play with. It would be a somewhat surprising suggestion, to everybody you know, but not to the Pigeon, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is fun. Strangely, a hat was the chosen item.

My Grumpy Pigeon craved for a painting of a melon that they would occasionally smash. It might have been a fairly weird and wonderful operation, to some, but not to the Pigeon, who felt that the idea was fun. Who would have thought, a painting of a melon was the chosen item.

My Grumpy Pigeon needed a bag of poop that they would sometimes sleep with. It is a new action, to my mum, but not to the Pigeon, who had decided it was the most awesome idea. Remarkably, a bag of poop was the chosen item.

My Grumpy Pigeon always had with them a bat that they liked to experiment on. One might say this is a fairly odd approach to life, to my grandma, but not to the Pigeon, who considered that the idea was out of this world. You wouldnt have imagined, a bat would be the item that was selected.