Lumpy is my daughter’s best pal. He’s been there through thick and thin.
He’s been bitten, chewed, puked on, and thrown about the room but he always keeps going back.
You know why? Is it love, loyalty, adoration?
No.
It’s chocolate.
The wee git loves chocolate and absolutely loves tricking me into giving him Chocolate.
If I had eaten half the chocolate he had swindled out of me then I’d be half again as fat as I am now.
He get’s everywhere, this wee elephant – We tried to scoot off to Africa and leave him in the cat and dog home, but he broke free and we discovered him tucking into the duty free on the plane!
Apparently venician Pizza’s are to die for! I wouldn’t know – some wee git ate mine.
His cold weather gear in Iceland left a lot to be desired though.
Still – we wouldn’t be without him no matter how much chocolate we got.
The Elephant, The Legend, The Lumpy
His dream though is to ride Spooky through the streets vanquishing good and claiming all chocolate as his own – When he becomes LUMPY the Warrior on Battlecat!
