The Angry Poodle

The Angry Poodle needed a sack of potatoes that they would sometimes worship. It would be a fairly different activity, to me, but not to the Poodle, who had come to the conclusion that this idea is spectacular. Remarkably, a sack of potatoes would be the item that was chosen.

The Angry Poodle wanted a spade that they would often rub on his belly. It would be a weird thought, to my children, but not to the Poodle, who assumed it was epic. A spade of all things.

The Angry Poodle desperately needed a set of lego that they liked to rub on his belly. It was a new action, to me and my parents, but not to the Poodle, who had decided that it was in fact, wonderous. Honestly, a set of lego being the item selected.

The Angry Poodle desperately searched for a bottle of beer that they would try to balance on their head. One might consider this to be a surprising thing to do, to me, but not to the Poodle, who thinks that the idea was epic. Bizarrely, a bottle of beer is the item that was chosen.

The Angry Poodle found a set of lego that they sometimes try to nail to the wall. One might consider this to be a weird and wonderful approach to life, to me, but not to the Poodle, who feels that it was in fact, wonderous. Who would have thought, a set of lego was the thing that was chosen.

The Angry Poodle had a hat to demolish. This seems a fairly astonishing thing to do, to you and me, but not to the Poodle, who feels that this idea was exciting. Honestly, a hat of all things.