Olivia: “It is really nice to see so many healthy animals. I never thought I would see that again.”

The woman in blue watched the young woman pet the dog. Generally dogs were good with children so it was a safe bet the dog would not go for her. 

Kaylah: “Certainly is. I hope it stays like this. I don’t think I could handle losing another animal in such a short time.”

Olivia: “It would probably be nice for us to feed Whiskers and Marvin… if we can find them. After what happened before, they are both understandably spooked by strangers.”

Kaylah: “I am sure we could get them too eat, animals can tell who has a gentle soul so I am sure you and I could get them to eat their food. Also I am sure they are hungry by now. I think if anyone can get them to eat it would be you Olivia.”

Olivia: “Um… Whiskers is the tuxedo cat and Marvin is the pitbull black lab mix,”

Kaylah: “I have not seen a pitbull in a while and I don’t think I have ever seen a tuxedo cat. I mostly see tabby cats and the odd fluffy and rare naked cats. Did you have any pets?”

Kaylah just followed the young woman, she was grown up and it was a shame she could not experience the full child and pre-teen years like any other child. The funny thing was she did not know what started this undead nightmare, all she remembered was returning home, locking the doors and staying put for a few days before leaving due to running out of food as well as a few other basic things. She soon stopped thinking about back then due to the deaths of her three of four furry friends.

In many ways she was kind of on edge, even within the safety of the farm. The madman in the attic and the infected who could surround the farm at any time. More importantly the self-harm that could happen right here in the safety of the farm. She could bang her foot, cut herself when using a knife and fall down the stair. Anything could happen to one who had a fear of hurting themselves in any fashion. She kind of shivered a little over the possible injury related events that could befall her. [i]‘When will the madness end’[/i] she thought to herself. 

She was most likely the nervous wreck of the group, always fearing for her safety and being left alone. As she followed she rubbed her right shoulder to reassure herself that everything was fine. [i]‘Who will save the animals if the infected over run this place?’[/i] she thought to herself. The question kind of answered itself as she would attempt it the best she could. Her face made a few expressions, one of concern, one of fear, another of sadness but the last one which she kept was a strange mix of a smile with a bit of a frown.