This wasn’t just any ordinary rabbit.
I could tell that this was one of my neighbors prized rabbits that he used for shows.
Seeing as I didn’t want my neighbor knowing my dog killed his rabbit, I washed the blood off the rabbit and that night put the rabbit back into its cage at my neighbors house.
I hoped that he would think his rabbit died of sickness or natural causes.
The next evening we were sitting drinking beers and he says to me,
“There are some seriously twisted people out there.”
And I said,
“What do you mean by that?”
He told me,
“I had one of my prized rabbits die, so I buried it, and some sick fuck dug it up and put it back in its cage.”