Pickles vs. the Zombies by Angela Misri

Author:Angela Misri
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BISAC:
Publisher: Cormorant Books Inc.
Published: 2019-09-20T16:00:00+00:00

WE SET OUT THE next morning at dawn with the blessings of our equine friends. Helios was especially sad to see us go, and even offered to take us as far as he could down the railway tracks before returning to his group, but we had no idea how far that might be, so we turned him down.

Their plan was to make it into the hills as far away from human populations as they could, but they promised that if that plan did not work, they would follow the railway to us. We in turn promised to leave signs if we turned from this path.

“Wait,” Hannah said as I turned to lead the way. “Pickles, are you sure you want me to come with you?”

“What a question,” I said, bumping my forehead to hers. “We need you.”

“But what about ….”

“Please don’t bring up that crazy fat cat again,” I said.

“But …,” she trailed off, running her eyes over the animals who waited for us a few steps away. “You trust these mammals?”

I cast my eyes over them. We probably made the strangest fellowship since the one in The Lord of the Rings, with a wizard, an elf, a dwarf, a bunch of hobbits, and some men. Those books had been some of my favorites, and I couldn’t help but wonder how those travelers would have seen us: four cats and a raccoon led by a truly hyperactive hamster who circled us like an angry, furry moon.

“With my life,” I said.

She nodded slowly, and I wrapped my tail around her, gently tugging her along.

About a half hour into our walk we found the remnants of what we could only assume was a pack of dogs, perhaps the ones who had attacked Bast’s group before Hannah had escaped.

“Torn apart by zombies,” Wally said, standing over the tail of a golden retriever. “Poor canines. Never thought I would say that in my lifetime.”

Hannah and I had found the ear of a whippet, and she gave it an angry kick. “That’s for Tiger!” She snarled at it and stalked off, back on the tracks before I could do more than shiver at her anger. I walked slowly over to Ginger’s side; he had avoided investigating what was left of the dogs. I felt a little ill myself. I hoped I never got used to seeing the remnants of a zombie attack.

“So, the zombies will consume an entire dog if they can,” I said in a low voice, watching Emmy circle past us before continuing, “but what happens when they bite? Did you ever find out what happened to Vance? Did he turn into a zombie or did he just die?”

Ginger shook his head. “We never saw him again, and Emmy hasn’t talked, as you know.”

We fell in step behind Hannah, her fur glowing in the sunlight like a beacon, and Ginger poked his whiskers at me. “You landed on your paws, though, didn’t you?”

I couldn’t help but grin, because he was right, I had.

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