My Special Poodle

My Special Poodle searched for a cheese grater that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. It would have been a fairly original thought, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Poodle, who feels that the idea was sublime. Bizarrely, a cheese grater being the thing selected.

My Special Poodle searched for a cheese grater that they would put on his head. This is certainly a funny approach to life, to my children, but not to the Poodle, who assumed that the idea was magnificent. A cheese grater would be the item that was selected.

My Special Poodle desperately looked for a spade that they would sometimes experiment on. One might consider this to be a fairly astonishing thought, to everybody you know, but not to the Poodle, who assumed that the idea was awe-inspring. Remarkably, a spade was the chosen thing.

My Special Poodle looked for a piece of paper that they sometimes throw. One might consider this to be an astonishing thing to do, to my dad, but not to the Poodle, who thinks it would be out of this world. Remarkably, a piece of paper is the thing to select.

My Special Poodle desperately searched for a melon that they liked to put down their trousers. This seems to be a funny proposal, to my mum, but not to the Poodle, who feels it would be miraculous. Who would have imagined, a melon being the thing selected.

My Special Poodle owned a ball that they would insert somewhere. This could be considered a fairly new action, to me, but not to the Poodle, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, fun. Bizarrely, a ball is the item that was chosen.