For those of you who were so scared you pooped your pants when you saw the zombies, here's what happened next.
It turned out that somehow I was infected with zombieitis. The last thing I remember was playing with captain butt wiggle before I went to bed.
Imagine my surprise when I woke up and saw she had turned into a zombie butt.
I was quite alarmed as she kept looking at me very funny ... and only wanted uncooked meat for breakfast.
I'm not sure what I'll do next ... but I understand there is a wise old turtle living nearby that can help me.
Stay tuned for the next installment.