A Jolly Cat

A Jolly Cat craved for a sword that they sometimes hug. It might have been an extraordinary operation, to most, but not to the Cat, who expected that it was in fact, awe-inspring. Who would have imagined, a sword was the chosen item.

A Jolly Cat desperately searched for a painting of a melon that they would occasionally put on his head. It might be a fairly funny thought, to my dad, but not to the Cat, who had decided that the idea was awe-inspring. Bizarrely, a painting of a melon was the item that was selected.

A Jolly Cat desperately needed a stretchman that they sometimes annihilate It should be a bizarre thought, to most, but not to the Cat, who had decided it was miraculous. A stretchman would be the item chosen.

A Jolly Cat always carried a bag of flour that they would insert somewhere. One might say this is a new undertaking, to everybody you know, but not to the Cat, who had decided that the idea was stunning. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of flour was the chosen item.

A Jolly Cat desperately looked for a bag of poop that they would sometimes sleep with. One might consider this to be a fairly odd undertaking, to my grandpa, but not to the Cat, who assumed that the idea was wonderous. Strangely, a bag of poop being the chosen item.

A Jolly Cat desperately wanted a piece of paper that they would smash. It might be a fairly weird and wonderful operation, to my children, but not to the Cat, who had come to the conclusion it would be wonderous. Strangely, a piece of paper being the thing selected.