My Anxious Orangutan

My Anxious Orangutan desperately wanted a crown to break. One might say this is a funny activity, to my children, but not to the Orangutan, who feels that this idea is breathtaking. Honestly, a crown would be the item that was chosen.

My Anxious Orangutan needed a crown that they would sometimes eat. It was an original approach to life, to my grandpa, but not to the Orangutan, who had decided it would be wonderful. Strangely, a crown was the item that was chosen.

My Anxious Orangutan desperately looked for a rubber johnny that they would often watch for 10 minutes every morning. One might say this is a fairly peculiar idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Orangutan, who had decided that it was in fact, fun. Strangely, a rubber johnny was the thing that was opted for.

My Anxious Orangutan owned a stapler to put up their bum. One might consider this to be a weird and wonderful thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Orangutan, who thinks that this idea was fun. Strangely, a stapler is the thing to opt for.

My Anxious Orangutan desperately needed a melon that they would occasionally play with. One might say this is a fairly curious idea, to me and my husband, but not to the Orangutan, who had decided that this idea was the most awesome idea. Strangely, a melon was the chosen item.

My Anxious Orangutan carried a sack of potatoes that they sometimes demolish. It should be a curious action, to you, but not to the Orangutan, who expected that this idea is wonderous. Strangely, a sack of potatoes being the item selected.