I come home and find the dog sitting on the porch covered with dirt and a dead rabbit next to him covered with dirt. I think, oh crap, that is one of the blue ribbon prize winners that my neighbors raise for show. I get all the dirt off the rabbit, no blood, just dirt, and sneak over into the neighbors yard and place the rabbit in an empty cage. A bit later, I hear the neighbor kids wailing and the mother screaming in the back yard. I rush over, ask them what's wrong and the mother pointed at the rabbit, said hysterically "the rabbit died and we buried it three days ago, and now it's back in its cage".