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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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