This is not a funny saying but thought it might make you laugh. I’m laughing now but wasn’t yesterday.
Our DGD stayed the night with us on Friday night as we were taking her on a train ride to see Father Christmas on Saturday. She got up to go to the loo in the night and left her bunny (her constant companion since birth) on the laundry bin. I followed her in and noticed it so thought she’d go back to sleep and I’d sneak it in. However, when I came out I found all the lights on, she’d woken Grandad in tears and a major bunny hunt was going on! Reunited with bunny back to bed she went.
The next morning we were gathering her things together, just as we were setting off for the train ride, blooming bunny had gone AWOL again. After a half hour hunt, where we stripped beds and looked in every nook and cranny, she was finally found under the Christmas tree!
But that’s not the end of the story. When Father Christmas visited on the train he gave her a golden ticket to choose a toy from Mrs Claus’s workshop and she choose another blooming bunny. We set off back to the car which was a long walk and the heavens opened. DGD put new bunny inside her coat to keep it dry. Almost back at the car which well, I expect you’ve guessed SHE’D LOST THE BUNNY! Grandad took her on the long walk back but returned with a tearful DGD and no bunny. Just about to give up we decided as a last resort to check at the main desk in case it had been handed in and there it was sitting for all the world to see, phew!!
I NOW HATE BUNNIES and threatened bunny pie for dinner!