Book Excerpt: Zombie Blues 3: My Dog Died Today Zombie

By and copyright of Owen Quinn author of the Time Warriors and Zombie Blues

The zombie rollercoaster continues as the undead continue to give us their view of being a rotting corpse under the control of Mother Nature.
This time round we meet Comic Book zombie and the zombie who thinks the ending of Toy Story 3 is sacrilege. What happens when a zombie’s faith in God is rocked to its very foundation and why is the spirit of Elvis Presley still going strong in the vast
roaming herds?
A zombie tells why the covid pandemic was much preferable to being undead and why having a club foot makes you feel normal as a zombie. Plus more zombie characters than you can shake a stick at.

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My Dog Died Today Zombie

I don’t know why I’m going to tell you this story. It just seems the right thing to do because it feels like a sliver of normality that we can all identify with.

I am not going to tell you my name or where I live. Somehow it just feels right to do that because what I’m about to tell you is something that is universal. Well, apart from those countries that eats them. The thought of that literally turns my very stomach to this day especially now this zombie shell would not think twice about devouring one right now.

  When I tell you my story you will picture yourself and family members in my place because my story happens to us all, well most of us but enough of us. They are universal in all walks of life. In ways they are closer to humans than most humans ever could be through their undying loyalty and love. They are the protectors of our children and ask for nothing but table scraps and love in return. Whether you are the most powerful person on the planet or a homeless man on the street, they are there by our side no matter where you look. There are websites dedicated to them. There are Instagram pages for them. Tom Hardy’s cuteness factor increased a thousand fold when photos were posted online of him holding all sorts of types of them. They are man’s best friend.

Let’s face it, there has always been a connection between man and dog that cannot be explained. Cats have always been the second best friend but boo hoo pussies. You will see homeless people with only a dog for company. You see only poverty and loneliness but what you’re really seeing is a picture of pure loving loyalty. Why would a dog stay with someone who has nothing to their name not even food yet they stay with these people walking the streets with them or huddled anywhere they can for shelter. Environment means nothing to a dog; for them it is the person they connect with and stay with because in their minds this is no other option. This is their human and they would stick with them no matter what. You often see dogs sleeping on their owner’s graves long after their death because they miss that human so much it is unbearable for them. We feel the loss of a loved one deeply on their passing yet when you look at a dog during this time, you can see how subdued they get too. It is obvious they loved their owners and death confuses them as much as it does a human. Both species get lost in sorrow.

There is no doubt dolphins are intelligent but dogs equally so if not more. You’ve all seen the videos all over the internet where dogs are confused by magic tricks or protecting their owner’s new born baby. Make no mistake that some dogs are lethal but those that live in your home truly are part of the family. I knew a well to do woman once who only fed her Chihuahua minced lamb. It refused normal dog food like a spoiled brat and sat perched on its own embroidered pink silk cushion on its own side of the sofa watching television with its owner. 

Then of course you have your celebrities with tiny dogs in their handbags for all the paparazzi to see. Not forgetting the poodles dyed pink or sculpted like a hedge and paraded in a competition. Is that the equivalent of a kids’ beauty pageant? We have dogs in talent shows that melt the hearts of millions of viewers. Even the Queen of England loves her corgis. Plus again Tom Hardy has his very own page where he poses with adorable dogs and it’s massive. I have a man crush on Tom I think because I wished I was the beagle he was hugging in one of those photos. I haven’t touched Southern Comfort since now I think of it. Hunters take their dogs out hunting all over the world in all weathers and how can we forget the fantastic guide dogs that work in absolute harmony with their blind owners.

For me, I don’t think there is a better example of the unbreakable bond between both species. I remember standing across a street watching how patiently the dog sitting at a street crossing waiting for the lights to change. It was a golden Labrador and their relationship was almost balletic in nature. I clearly recall how the Labrador sat on the kerb’s edge and looked up at its owner. It was a look of pure loyalty and undying willingness to help I’d never seen it before and it was amazing. Dogs are everywhere in our society in every aspect whether we like it or not. They’re even on the front of toilet rolls to entice us to buy them. To be honest I’m not going to dwell on the psychology of that at all. It’d take away from my tale. Why does the image of a cute puppy want to make us wipe our backsides? I’d love to meet the person that thought that up. Bet it was a man.

Of course, we now know that interaction with dogs helps people mentally and physically as witnessed by bringing them to old peoples’ homes and kids in hospitals. The positive effect of dogs is right there in front of us to see. For me it was the day I peeked into the living room and there was our horse of a dog lying sleeping next to my daughter with his big front legs placed across her protectively.

With a grin, I motioned to my partner to come and see. We stood there smiling at the sheer cuteness of it, listening to them breathing peacefully. He was the three girls’ protector whether the three amigas were asleep or awake.

This is the story of our dog, Jerry, the other beloved member of our family. This is the story of the day my dog Jerry died.

Published by timewarrior1

I am a resident of Northern Ireland and have been a life long science fiction and horror fan. My desire to write for his favourite show Doctor Who at the age of fifteen led to the birth of the Time warriors series. I am the creator of the Time Warriors and Zombie Blues books. I am a regular attendee at conventions and infamously fell and broke his shoulder at his first Walker Stalker convention in London but still managed to keep my photo ops with both Chandler Riggs and Danai Gurira. I am a keen photographer and also have a secret desire to be the first Irish Doctor Who. Russell T Davies I have stories galore for the show!

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