That is what I call him, Dog…
He reminds me of a dog I had many many many years ago! Back in the days when the world was still normal and I was normal…
Here is Dog’s story…
Dog said that he was a member of a nice family and the family was made up of two kids (boy and girl), a mom and a dad. He said that he remembered well the day that the whole family changed and he just made it out of the pet door in the back kitchen door before they decided to eat him…
He was just finishing a water break as his favorite water bowl by the kitchen refrigerator. He heard a noise that seemed to be the dad getting up, but that was about an hour too early. He said sometimes though dad went to work early and this might be one of those times…
Then Dog said,
I saw the little girl, she was about 10 years old the best that I can figure, she was walking around the living room and bumping into things. She acted drunk like dad and mom got when they went out and left the kids and a stranger to watch them. They always came home acting like they could not walk well and falling over things…
The girl then heard a noise upstairs and started to stumble up the stairs. I followed and followed her down the hallway as she walked to where the noise was. Then the door to mom and dads bedroom opened and out came dad, going to work. He looked at the girls and hollered for mom. He grabbed the little girl and right then she bit his face. I at first thought damn and they worry about me biting people…
Then all hell broke loose as the boy ran out of his bedroom and bit dad also. Then mom was screaming and dad turned to mom and all three of them bit and ate mom. Mom never did come back, like the others and they just ate all of her. When they were done, I just sat there and stared. I was kinda freaked out, as you see I never saw humans eat other humans before…
Then I yawned as I was getting tired. So I moved and that is when they noticed me. They all started after me snapping their mouths like they were going to eat me next. I decided that I would not appreciate being a dog steak and ran down the stairs. I almost got trapped at the front door and I squeezed by them just in time. I realized that they were serious and would not open the door to let me out. They wanted to eat me…
I remembered that I had a way out, the back door had a pet door in it and they wee good about not locking it. I ran into the kitchen and just as they all tried to grab me again. I slipped through the little door…
They started to moan and moan and moan! Man they were upset that I got away. They could not open the door though and that surprised me. They always could open it before, so my little dog brain started to wonder what was going on?
I looked around my yard and it was fenced. But I had ways out so that was not a worry. The cat next door jumped upon the fence and asked me am I normal. Now it is a fact that cats are smarter than dogs and that is just the way it is. I don’t get all upset about it and just listen when a cat talks to me. Usually I will discover what is happening….
I told the cat that I was okay, but my family was terrible. Mom was eaten and the others were trying to eat me…
The cat said, “Same at my house! They are Zombies!”
I looked stupid at the cat and the cat went on to explain what a Zombie was and what was happening. The cat and I have lived next to each other for a lot of years and I learned to listen to him many times before. He was always correct…
I don’t remember all that he said, but I do know that him and I left together and he was just died of old age. He was real old to begin with, but he stayed around long enough to teach me what I needed to know to survive or at least help survive…
Now I am sitting here with you and you can talk to me and I to you! That is weird and no human has ever understood me before. That is if you are human?
Can I stay with you? I am a good dog and I don’t eat much!
Hmm! That sound pretty cool…
Stryker