| Take one shy teenage boy, a dopey best mate, a granny who’s lost her marbles (and teeth), a kid sister who bites back and a smelly demon dog. What you’ll get is My Zombie Dog.
All Zane wants for his birthday is a dog. A real dog. A guy’s dog. But his mom brings home this little mutt and wants to call it ‘Fluffy’. Seriously? It’s shaggy, smells undead and bites people. And why does its victims all turn sluggish and keep asking Zane for brains? One by one, everyone he knows is becoming… |
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