the adventures of my pink bunny

When I was born my aunt gave me a pink bunny, you know such a soft, normal big, hug-friendly thing every child loves to have. Something I could hold on to whenever I liked. It also had an inbuilt music box playing softly if some one started it. Some one is mom and she did it every night when I was going to sleep. It was so sweet to fall a sleep into this soft music.

Sundays the big catastrophe happened. My curiosity killed the cat and I had to suffer more than an hour for my big mistake.

Anyway, it was Sunday evening and I was feeling a bit low and tired as it was getting late. I was walking around with my sweet bunny when I suddenly catch up mom in the toilet. She was standing next to the mirror and this very strange chair (note: the toilet) had a hole and into that hole it was – yes believe it or not – water! Not enough water for me to swim into it but exactly as much for my bunny to take a relieving bath. So I did. Then mom started to shout - are you crazy child (she was talking about me then I have realized) and do you want to know what she done? She took my bunny and put it into this horrible machine that has a terrible noise of running water. My bunny will drown, was my first thought! Now I did not cry any longer – I was screaming in both anger and fear – I will never see my bunny again, I thought.

I was desperate and mom hugged me and tried to calm me down. Who can ever be calm when your best thing in the world is drowning in the next room? I cried and screamed for at least an hour. Then all my tears was gone and I fall asleep in my moms' arms.

But do you know what! When I woke up in the morning my bunny was back! It did not drown and it smelled wonderful and had such a nice pink colour. Mom told me she only had to clean it, as it is not very healthy carrying around on a bunny that has been swimming in the toilet

My happiness was complete!