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Bah Humbug: Kung Fu…

Kung Fu – Smung Doo, that is what I think as I got up this morning and felt like a freight train had run over me. Girl tossed me around like a rag doll in a wind tunnel and Dogg smiled the whole time. Dogg never once tried to question anything about why his daddy was getting beat up by a girl…

So Kung Fu – Smung Doo is what I think about it all… Ouch!

Oh I did inquire as to how all the Zombie bodies disappeared after the huge fight we had. Girl just said that when she woke up from being passed out by the fence post outside, where I had last seen her! That all the Zombies were gone. Dogg refuses to tell me and acts like he does not know what I am talking about. It looks to me that we had a visit from the gods and they cleaned up their mess. That is the only reason that I could figure that Dogg really does not know or he was told not to tell…

I will have another lesson in Kung Fu this afternoon and Girl just looks at me as if I am helpless. In fact she keeps asking how I made it this far against the killer Zombies. Dogg just says, “Bow Wow every time!”

I am starting to get a little bit grouchy and the god of war in me is getting testy! I hope that we can create a ambiance of a solution to this situation that seems to be developing. I have a fat headed Dogg who thinks he is gods gift to Zombie killing and a Girl who thinks her hands of steel is the answer to life…

Maybe I need to retire, just too old for all this crap…

Stryker
The Zombie Source Code…

We bury Dogg – Eskimo Style……

*** Talk to you later. Ben says, “You will hear my war cry as I enter the fight today, even from where you are reading this article. Just listen carefully and you will hear the cry’s of the damned! The one’s damned for hurting Dogg…” ***

I have tears in my eyes as I write this! Ben is curled up in a ball in the corner of the base and trying to gather his thoughts about all that has happened. I am just going to try to think about what the kindly old Eskimo gentleman showed us and hope for the best…

True to Ben’s words as we stepped into the last round of this battle. He made the ones left alive suffer for what they did to Dogg. They had chopped Dogg into pieces and tried to burn the parts. When I found Dogg’s remains I gathered all I found and wrapped him up in a blanket. Ben screamed a blood curdling scream and finished by himself what the government guys had started…

The whole story later after we are done here. I promise…

Now about the Eskimo guy…

I had carried Dogg’s body out of the building and was surprised by an elderly gentleman that was standing surveying the damage and destruction. His eyes alighted upon the bundle that I carried and his face darkened with deep concern. It was as if he knew what was wrapped up in my arms. I had stopped walking and was staring at the Eskimo and felt some sort of power emanating from this man. He walked up to me and held out his hands and wanted to take Dogg…

For some reason I gave Dogg to him without question and he walked away with our Zombie killing Dogg. That was when tears started to run down my face and I could not stop them. I also heard the last scream and cry of a man dying at the hands of Ben. Ben stepped out from the building and I have to tell you he was a mess. I would say a hundred bullet holes and he was soaked in blood. Not all his I may add…

Ben watched as I did as the old Eskimo walked away from us. We looked at each other and together we followed the man. That is when we silently watched the old Eskimo put the pieces of Dogg back together and stitched all parts together the best he could. He was so kind and gentle with the body. Then as Ben and I stood silent and watched a dozen more Eskimos came and surrounded the old guy. They then built a burial grave on pilings out in the open field. Dogg was laid to rest by the Eskimo’s and then they started a ritual that is only known to them. Ben and I looked on and finally we had enough! I was bleeding to death and Ben was ready to drop from exhaustion…

Later the old Eskimo found us in the building that we had taken refuge in. I had built a fire and dragged all the bodies outside to be frozen by the harsh Alaskan Winter. He spoke very good English and touched us both on the heads. As he touched us he said something in his language and we could feel some of the pain leave us. In our minds appeared a message in a video form. It was of Dogg running and playing in a field of green grass. I also understood that we are to wait and be patient until whatever it is that he is doing is done. ???

Two Eskimo girls have stayed with us and fixed food and cleaned the place up. They cleaned our wounds and fixed us a place to sleep. They told us in broken English that we must be good for 2 days! The energies of evil need time to disperse and be propagated properly by the energies of good. They said Dogg is running the fields of his ancestors and only the gods can decide what happens now…

I promise to get back and I have called Vitaly of Death and found out that he is in Anchorage and told me to do what I am told. He said that powers of the Indians are very strong and that this Eskimo has been sent to help us. We must do as we are told. Vitaly of Death said that he is fine and will wait until we get there…

So: I have tears in my eyes as I write this! Ben is curled up in a ball in the corner of the base and trying to gather his thoughts about all that has happened. I am just going to try to think about what the kindly old Eskimo gentleman showed us and hope for the best…

Stryker
The Zombie Source Code…

PS: I had a vision that my governmental group that I work with, turned coated on me. That they are the ones that sent the agents on us. Remember I called and talked to them not long ago and they are the only ones who could have known to try to kill us. Time to do some thinking’s…

The Little Town of Zombies…

*** Dogg came over to me where I had just sat down on the ground and licked my face as if to say, “Good Daddy!” ***

Dogg and I decided to take a trip to the little town we live near. We are running out of supplies and other things. So we decided to go pick up somethings at the local Walmart…

We hopped into our new 4×4 Jeep and tooled on into to town, after we checked out our grounds for Zombies. After seeing that the fence was solid and no Zombies hanging out, where they are not wanted. We left for town…

Dogg loves to ride and he hangs his head out the window with his tong flapping in the wind. It is hilarious, but you do not want to be behind him, because you will have a face full of slobber… 🙂

The first thing we noticed as we entered town, was the fact that it was very quiet just too quiet!

It has been 3 weeks since we needed to leave the Old Power Plant and the workers have been long gone from doing their work on the plant. So we were kinda surprised when we saw that the town was very creepy feeling…

We stopped at the local A&P store to get food. It was empty except for about 5 employees and they were personified Zombies. Four of them were stupid regular Zombies and the 5th at the cash register was a leader Zombie. As I have said, Leader Zombies are almost like normal humans and they are usually in charge of several other Zombies. They all acted scared to see Dogg and I. They shuffled as far away as possible to the back of the store. With the exception of the cashier. The cashier Zombie got on the phone as soon as we walked down an aisle to get food. I could hear the panic in its voice as it contacted someone…

We filled up a cart to the brim and higher with food. I was not sure when I would be back because this town looked seriously bad about now…

I was fully armed and I knew from all the Zombie killings that was happening around me, that Zombies would be very leery of me, especially during the day time. But if enough got together, then Dogg and I would be in trouble…

As I was getting food another customer came into the store. It was an old lady and she was not a Zombie. But she paid no attention to anyone around her and got what she wanted and paid and left. Totally oblivious to anything…

I took the cart to the cashier and the cashier recoiled as he tossed a bunch of sacks on my cart and said, “Please go! We don’t want your money!” That is when I heard the bell on the front door behind me tinkle as someone else came into the store. Dogg growled and I stayed with my backed turned to who ever it was. I said, “If Dogg don’t like you, then I don’t like you! You come closer I will kill you!” Silence followed…

Then I heard someone clear their throat after a few minutes and they said, “I am the mayor of this town and I just came to greet you personally! We do not want any trouble and as you see you have scared my people to death (So to speak!) by coming in here!” The silence re-enveloped the store…

I thanked the cashier and asked for one more bag. He gave me 10 more… 🙂

I then turned and looked at the mayor…

He was as perfect of a Zombie as they come to being, it was almost impossible to tell that he was a Zombie. He looked human except he had makeup on to cover the pale blue look that Zombies get. He was dressed impeccably and was spotless. He had on a thousand dollar suit and I laughed at the thought that Zombies can have taste in clothes and such. Why he had on alligator skin shoes and a carnation sticking out of his suit lapel…

He made the mistake of looking at the cashier and that is when I spun with my machete and took the cashiers head off. The revolver clanked to the floor as the body slid slowly to the ground. The head was moving its mouth as Dogg grabbed it and ran outside to play…

I then turned to a wide eyed mayor and said, “My name is Stryker and that is Dogg!”

Typical politician, the mayor was. He said something like, “I had nothing to do with that!” As he ran out the door…

The other Zombies in the back shuffled into the back room out of my site. I then grabbed another cart, then another cart and filled them up with food also. I had a big freezer and refrigerator at the old power plant. I decided to fill them up…

I hauled as much food as I could get into the Jeep and still let Dogg and I ride home also. Dogg would have to sit on my lap. As Dogg and I finished up we saw the mayor again and he had about 20 Zombies with him. But they were not very sure about what to do…

I took the Zombie head from Dogg and kicked it at the new group of Zombies. That seemed to make up their minds, that maybe I need some alone time and was a little grouchy…

Dogg ran after the Zombie head and the staring Zombies ran like rabbits and squirrels being hunted. Dogg liked that and he barked happily. I knew that come night, they would be a lot braver and would most likely visit the old power plant…

Then I got this chill up and down my spine. I looked around and noticed Zombie eyes staring out of all the windows and door ways in the town. I called Dogg and we got out of there, lickity split…

Looks like Walmart is another day…

On the way back to the old power plant, I was doing some serious thinking’s. That is when I almost hit someone in the road. Dogg started barking as if to tell me watch out and I slammed on the brakes! Dogg jumped out and ran to who ever it was. Barking crazily…

I got out of the Jeep and realized that I was looking straight at Ben Zombie and he was alive…

Styker
The Zombie Source Code

 

My Dogg is a Totem Dog…

*** But never forget that Dogg was still alive. The next thing I know is that the Spider Zombie was screaming bloody murder and I saw he had a Zombie killing dog attached to the back of his neck and Dogg was ripping his spinal cord out as I stared through the bubbling plexiglass…

My thoughts turned to, OMG Dogg will dissolve… ***

I jumped up after tossing the plexiglass off of me and ran to Dogg as he collapsed on the ground. Dogg had just saved my life at my expense or so I thought. But I have to stop now and explain what I discovered about Dogg at this point…

Dogg stopped moving and I was holding him in my arms with tears in my eyes. He was my buddy and I would be devastated without him by my side. That is when I felt something strange happening to Doggs body and he turned to a block of wood in my arms. A block of wood that resembled a dog sitting on his back two legs…

Dogg looked like a totem pole in a small size… (See picture I took!)

I was lost as to what was happening and carried Dogg upstairs out of the basement, after I checked for anymore moving Zombies. I had a huge mess to clean up later…

I then looked up on my laptop about wooden animals in the shape of a totem pole. That is when I discovered what I think that Dogg was right now. I was not sure if he would come back or not and I was not sure what to do to help the situation. I spent hours reading about what wonderful creatures make up the American Indian totem pole legends and found this information to explain and maybe make it easier for us non believers to understand…

The Dog: Noble, faithful, loyal, teaching, protection, and guidance…

A totem can be the symbol of a tribe, clan, family or individual. Native American tradition provides that each individual is connected with nine different animals that will accompany each person through life, acting as guides. Different animal guides come in and out of our lives depending on the direction that we are headed and the tasks that need to be completed along our journey…

Native beliefs further explain that a totem animal is one that is with you for life, both in the physical and spiritual world. Though people may identify with different animal guides throughout their lifetimes, it is this one totem animal that acts as the main guardian spirit…

With this one animal a connection is shared, either through interest in the animal, characteristics, dreams, or other interaction…

I sighed and turned to look at the totem of Dogg. I thanked him for saving my life and promised that I would keep him around forever. I was so tired at this point that I sat back and before I new it I had fallen asleep…

Well as it seems that when you have hundreds of Zombies then you most likely have at least one more Zombie sneaking around. It just so happens that there was one last Zombie left in the old power plant. But it seems that I was so exhausted that I was not tuned in to the last Zombie…

I woke with a putrid smell and two rotting hands grabbing my neck. I was one second away from death as a being a human and just closed my eyes as a slimy disgusting mouth was about to bite my face. It was that close to the end…

Then a little ball of fire called Dogg exploded from over my head and knocked the Zombie on its back onto the floor. The next thing I knew was we were minus one Zombie as Dogg carried the head off to the corner of the room to play with. Dogg was in a good mood and looked like brand new…

I just set there shaking and really could not understand what is going on, but I do know that Dogg saved my life again. I understand that the spirits of the American Indians are still strong and viable energies on this earth. I was blessed to have such a powerful totem dog for my protection…

I call Dogg now my little guardian angel with an attitude…

Dogg looked at me from across the room and I could have sworn that he was smiling at me. I went back to sleep a much needed sleep knowing my Dogg was watching the home front…

Next article is more tuned toward an explanation about the place were Dogg and I live now. We had a good Christmas and have a very safe and secure home. It is bomb proof and no Zombies around…

Have a good holiday and watch out for the Zombies…

Stryker!