The other day my toddler took his favourite bunny outside to play, and subsequently used it to rub CHALK DUST OFF THE CONCRETE.

Mr Bunny looked awful. He looked like he was run over by a hideous, dusty rainbow.

My toddler was a little upset.

So I brought Mr Bunny inside and gave him a bath. I couldn’t quite clean all the dust off his fur, so I decided that he needed a good soak.

I actually filled the bowl right to the top and placed a weight on his belly so he was completely submerged.

But it looked really creepy. As in horror-movie creepy. His head underwater. That frozen smile. Those innocent, black beady eyes peering up at me happily, from just beneath the surface of the water.

It made ME A LITTLE UPSET!

So I tipped some water out of the bowl and resolved that Mr Bunny was relaxing and enjoying a lovely spa treatment.

That’s what I told my toddler anyway.