The Book of Riley ~ a Zombie Tale Pt. 4 by Mark Tufo

Author:Mark Tufo
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: apocalypse, bulldog, apocalypse adventures, apocalypse fiction survival, apocalypse horror, apocalypse series, apocalypse action, apocalypse doomsday nuclear war zombies end of the world, apocalypse disaster
Publisher: Mark Tufo

“She is busy and mad, I’m not so sure I want to bother her,” I said honestly. “She looks like that one time when she was going out and was having a difficult time deciding on which fake furs to put on. I told her she should just go out without them, but she didn’t listen. Two-leggers are funny like that, they don’t like to have their genitalia exposed, although how are other two-leggers going to smell them properly if they don’t?”

“Have her come out to me.” Patches was ignoring me.

“How do you expect me to do that?”

“Think of something,” was her terse reply.

So I did. “You want her to come out by you?”

“I said that. Didn’t I?”

I was tempted to press down on the wheeler noisemaker and see if I could scare the obnoxious tone from the cat.

“Smack your paw on the viewer.”

She looked at me like she wanted to say something rude again and then maybe she figured out it was actually a good idea.

Patches touched the viewer like it was water, so basically hardly at all.

“Smack it,” I chided her.

“I’ll smack you,” she mumbled, but at least this time she hit the viewer harder. Jess ignored her. Patches kept doing it, harder and harder until there was actually blood on the viewer.

“What are you doing, Patches?” Jess and I said simultaneously.

Jess got out of the car. “Are you alright?” Jess lifted up Patches leg. “You poor thing.” Patches hissed until Jess let go, she then once again smacked the viewer.

I think the events were just too much for the furry feline. She’d finally gone bonkers; not that cats were all that far away from that line to begin with, but still, it was painful to watch in someone I sort of had respect for.

“What, Patches? I don’t know what you’re trying to say or do?” Jess asked.

“I’m not trying to say or do anything, you silly human, I’m trying to show you something.” Patches smacked the glass again.

Jess watched as the cat’s paw came down again, small patters of blood sprayed out from the impact.

“Stop…” Jess started and then paused. She looked a little longer at the blood.

What is she looking at? I thought.

She moved her face closer and then wiped some of the life fluid away. Suddenly, her head whipped up and looked directly at Patches. “How…how could you possibly know? You beautiful, wonderful cat.” She picked Patches up and hugged her tight, twirling her around.

“Do you think if I make myself bleed she’ll do that to me?” Ben-Ben asked.

Jess kissed Patches face repeatedly. I don’t know which of us was more disgusted, the cat or me.

“Put me down and start the car, human.”

Jess twirled around a couple of more times before gently putting Patches down. She got into the car and quickly started looking at the janglers’ tags. She didn’t even try to put them in the wheeler before she discarded them outside.

“What did you do?” I asked the cat.

“Cars have identification numbers much like your dog tags.

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