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A woman named Roxy had a lovable Lab. She lived next door to Martha, a woman who was not always the nicest person. Martha had a rabbit named Ben who lived in an outside hutch. Martha frequently badgered Rosy because her Lab hadn't quite figured out that his yard didn't go on forever and the woman was sure the Lab was going to attack Ben. (The Lab had showed absolutely *no* interest in the rabbit or the rabbit's hutch.) Well, one day the Lab appeared at the sister's door with a very dirty and very dead Ben in his mouth. Roxy was naturally horrified. She was also terrified that if she told Martha, the woman would insist that the Lab be put down. So, Roxy took Ben's body into the laundry room, washed it carefully, dried it, snuck over to the woman's yard and returned Ben to his hutch, hoping that the woman wouldn't realize what had happened. The next morning Roxy heard the woman next door scream... and scream... and scream. Martha was wailing, "Ben's dead! Ben's dead!” Roxy tried to console the neighbor (feeling completely guilty the entire time). Finally Martha calmed down enough to say... "No! You don't understand! Ben's DEAD! He died 2 days ago and I buried him!" Roxy never had the nerve to tell the woman what had happened, though she was tempted when the woman was moving away, but figured that it was best left alone. From www.rec.humor.pets.dogs .
“A guy gets a dog for one simple reason - to meet chicks.”
From “Nice Guys Sleep Alone” (1999)
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