The Zombeast

It is said that roaming the lands surrounding Valhal there are small and fuzzy creatures known to the Heathens only as 'toys', yet known to The Mom and The Dad as shrews. Odin loves to predate these creatures, as they squeek and run when he pounces upon them. Baldr loves them for they are crunchy and The Mom and The Dad play the beloved chasing game when he has acquired one. But there comes a time in every young dog's life where the they feel the primal need to move on to larger prey. For most this urge is satisfied with a squeeky toy or a stuffie that gives The Best Thing Ever when ripped to bits for its fluff. But for those dwelling within Valhal such things would not do.

One evening The Dad heard a cry from the yard behind Valhal. He went to investigate to see Baldr running toward him with something large, fuzzy, and arguably dead, hanging limply in his mouth. When Baldr dropped the thing at the feet of The Dad the human was startled when the thing got up and began to try to run. Odin thought this was a fine game and recaught the apparently undead creature and ran further into the dark of the yard, chased by The Dad. Finally The Dad was able to force Odin to drop the zombie and get into the house. Only to turn and see Baldr trotting inside with the undead monster. Thankfully one loud yell was able to make the golden heathen of Derp drop the beast and run into the safety of Valhal.

With the Heathens contained The Mom and The Dad ventured into the yard to determine just *what* had broken the piece of the yard with its presence. Only to see the now thrice killed creature making its slow way though the fence. The Mom then determined that playing dead is perhaps the smartest survival instinct that could exist, and that she is quite glad she did not have to clean up half eaten Possum from Valhal.