[Dingle-Dingle]

I found our dog with next doors pet rabbit in his mouth.
Dead, all chewed up, muddy, it was horrible. Not wanting to fall out with them I got it off the dog and gave it a bath, blow dried the fur and sneaked into their garden and put the rabbit back in its hutch, I thought they'd find the dead rabbit and think it'd passed away from natural causes.
A few days later, I saw John on the drive, he said I should watch out because there is some weird shit going on at the moment. "What do you mean?" I asked
"Well, did you hear that Fluffy died?"
"Um... no...shame, what happened?"
"We found him dead in his cage one day, but the thing is that the day after we buried him, some sick barsteward had dug him up, gave him a bath and put him back into the hutch."

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