My Special Cat desperately searched for a pint of cider that they liked to demolish. One might say this is a bizarre idea, to my mum, but not to the Cat, who had decided it was awesome. A pint of cider would be the chosen thing.
My Special Cat looked for a bottle of beer that they would sometimes hug. One might say this is an unusual operation, to everybody you know, but not to the Cat, who assumed that it was in fact, miraculous. Strangely, a bottle of beer would be the item that was chosen.
My Special Cat searched for a cup to embrace. It should have been a fairly different thought, to my children, but not to the Cat, who had decided it would be wonderous. A cup is the thing to select.
My Special Cat looked for a big sponge that they would often sit and look at. It would have been a fairly new undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Cat, who felt that this idea was amazing. Who would have imagined, a big sponge would be the item that was selected.
My Special Cat had a radiator that they would often put in the bath with him. It was considered to be an original activity, to me and my children, but not to the Cat, who thought that the idea was entertaining. A radiator of all things.
My Special Cat always had with them a block of cheese that they would occasionally put on his head. It would have been an original exercise, to me, but not to the Cat, who had come to the conclusion it was wonderous. Remarkably, a block of cheese was the item that was selected.