Years ago while lying in my hammock and drinking JD from the bottle I
 noticed my dog dragging something under the fence. Upon inspection , to
 my dismay, I realized it was the next door neighbor's 10 year old
 daughter's rabbit. For years I had watch her come home from school and
 head straight out to it's cage, free it and play with it in the yard. I
 knew today would be no different and fearing for our dog, I had
 to think fast.
 
 The rabbit was quite dirty, as if it had put up quite a struggle, so I
 washed it off with the hose, combed it with the Dog brush and blew it
 dry with the leaf blower. Upon finishing it's grooming I jumped the
 fence and replaced back in it's cage hoping it's death would be written
 off as "natural causes".
 
 Back to the hammock and JD.
 Within the hour the neighbours Volvo pulled in as usual and out popped
 the little girl, and as usual she headed straight for the cage. Only
 this time she stopped about six feet away and screamed
 "DDDDDAAAADDDDDDDYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
 
 Her father panic sticken stood looking at the cage. Being the good
 neighbour that I am I rushed to fence and asked if there was anything I
 could do.
 
 Her father less than calmly blurted, "What kind of sick individual
 would dig up a little girl's dead rabbit and put it back in it's
 cage??"
 
 From: Tammy

Wil Stark, wstark04 (at) pobox _dot_com

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