As you may know, the Albuquerque housing market is becoming
as tight as the one in Denver. My friend Chuck, after searching for
months, found the perfect place. Family neighborhood, garden/lawn,
etc. The problem was, he has a dog, and the landlord specified "No
dogs." Rather than go on searching, he decided to go stealth, and not
tell the landlord about his dog (a golden retriever).All went well for
months. Except for one thing: the family that lived downstairs had a
rabbit that they kept in a cage in the garden area. One day, the
father of the family walked into the garden to find the dog scratching
at the cage, trying to get at the rabbit.
He immediately went to the landlord and complained. The landlord
threatened to kick Chuck out. But Chuck, being quite persuasive- and
punctual with rent checks- convinced the landlord to keep him and his
dog. On the condition that that Chuck keep his dog out of the garden
area. Months went by with no incidence. However, his girlfriend stayed
home sick at his place one day. She, not knowing the garden rule, let
the dog out.
Chuck came home and, to his dismay, found that the dog wasn't in the
house. He opened the back door, and there at the steps was his dog.
Dead rabbit in mouth. Needless to say, Chuck panicked. Not wanting to
face certain eviction(and possible jail time), he took matters into
his own hands. He bathed the dead rabbit, blow-dried its hair (OK he
was desperate) and carefully placed the rabbit back in the cage.
Natural causes, right? Nothing happened.
After an excruciating week, he finally approached his neighbor one
morning on the way to work. "How is everything?" asked Chuck. "We're
moving" replied the man. "This is a sick neighborhood." "Why? What
happened?" replied Chuck. The neighbor replied: "Some sick bastard dug
up our recently deceased rabbit, washed it, combed its hair, and put
it back in its cage."