A nice family of mother, father, two kids and a pet rabbit live in a bourgeois suburb.
Next to them lives a couple with a dog.
It is a sweet dog, good with children.
But a real hunter when it comes to rabbits.
Which is a bit of a problem since the family next-door often keeps their rabbit in a cage in the back garden, behind a fence.
On a sunny day the family goes out to spend the day in a amusement park, while the couple next-door is enjoying the day sunbathing in their garden.
Everything is fine and quiet, until suddenly their dog breaks through the fence, in his mouth the rabbit…, totally covered in slime, very dirty and completely dead.
‘Oh no, our neighbours beloved pet! This will bring our relation as good neighbours in jeopardy… What to do?!’
Then they come up with a prank. They wash the rabbit, dry it, and place it back in the cage.
When coming home, the neighbours will assume the rabbit died a natural death.
When the family comes home, the couple waits and is listening what is going to happen.
Soon one of the kids finds the rabbit, and start to scream. And then the rest of the family starts to scream as well.
The screaming doesn’t stop, so after two minutes, the couple makes contact over the fence, and asks:
‘hey neighbours, what’s up?’ ‘Our rabbit lies dead in his cage!’ ‘Well, that’s sad news. It clearly upsets you all!’
‘No, that’s not the point.
The rabbit died yesterday. We buried it in our garden.