I keep having dreams about zombies. ZOMBIES. WTF?
I mean, I manage to survive through most of the attack, but this is like, after the zombies have mostly turned to goo and there's only a few zombies left, so it's more like watching for bears in the woods than it is running and flailing your arms in terror from a mob of brain eating goons.
Also: my cats never make it through the attack. I have a very big sad about that.