Classic good news, bad news situation.
Good news – the Zombie made friends! Finally no more guilt when I get home at the end of a long day of work and feel like the poor guy has been neglected. No more worrying what crazy nonsense he’ll get up to out of boredom when I go away for a long weekend or on some trip. He really is pretty creative in the different ways he makes me afraid for my mental stability.
Bad news – The Zombie’s friends are other zombies.
See what I mean about mental stability?
More later, he’s heading out the door so I’m going to follow him.