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ketchup still in front of the snow bride . He squirted a glob on the upper left breast of his snowman .
“ What are you doing ?” Susy called after Bobby as he sprinted back inside the house . Less than a minute later , he returned with his plastic , toy sword in hand .
“ I ’ m ending this wedding ,” Bobby announced stabbing the groom directly in the middle of the ketchup now making it an obvious blood splatter . We hid beneath the deck . The moans coming from them were unlike anything we had ever heard .
With one foot stretched behind me , I eased further from the open lattice work . I tripped over a forgotten bat . My back bumped one of the wooden posts , and I shuttered from the fear rolling along my fur , making it stand on end .
My litter mate meowed , and I stared at her wondering if she wanted us to go the way of the slobbering mutt .
Whatever this thing was , it made our pets crazy and lifeless , but they still shambled around .
Help me .

Our Pets & Moans by Kari Holloway

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