Bob owned a German shepherd. The people next door
to him owned one of those goofy-looking white rabbits
that they kept in a cage. When he came home one Saturday,
his dog was running around the yard with this white
rabbit in his mouth.The rabbit had mud and dog slobber
all over it, and it was very dead. Instead of being a
man and telling the people what happened, Bob panicked.
He took the rabbit away from the dog, brought it into
the house, washed it off with soap and water, and dried
it with a hair dryer. He waited until it got dark, snuck
the rabbit back over next door, put it in the cage and
relatched the door. He hoped the neighbors would figure
the rabbit had died of a heart attack or something. A few
days later, he was out in his yard and he saw the lady
from next door. She came over to the fence and said,
“I guess you heard what happened.”He said, “No, what?”
She said, “We have had a death in our family.”He said,
“Who died?”She said, “Fluffy. And the weird thing was,
after we buried him, somebody dug him back up, cleaned
him off, and put him back in his cage.”