Monday. I got this one in the bag.

Monday. Monday. Monday. I ain't skeerd of YOUS! But I am kinda glad they just come once a week. Fo sho. I'm not really sure what this Monday fella looks like, but if it's anything compared to what Shondy looked like when she got home from work ~ I wouldn't dare want to meet him in a dark alleyway. And she bragged about beating this Monday. Oh My Golly Zombie Goodness!

Guess what we had for dinner!!! BRAAAINS (mini) and GUTS!!!!

Her Nannie made it. It was YUMO! Would you believe I ate the entire plate? heh Shondy tells me if I don't stop eating, she will have to find a box instead of a padded envelope for me and my next trip. I can't help it if they know how to eat in the South.

As promised after dinner, when we returned home, Shondy introduced me to these weird little creatures called Butt Freckles.

Shondy says she has to work a 12 hour day at the clinic tomorrow, so her Freckles have offered to keep me company! I am uber excited. I borrowed Shondy's copy of World War Z...so maybe I can read them a wonderful warm and fuzzy story of ZOMBIE DOMINATION! *smirks*

Catch you fleshies later.

Oz has now left this blog.