my group of friends had a pet zombie we named "Danny".

we made Danny his own 2x3 house, complete with a window and shelving, clothes on his back, and a dead battery as a housewarming gift. the moment he was introduced to his new estate, he hit his head on the window we had installed in his house and died instantaneously. we then held a funeral, saluted the fallen, complete with 7 shots, and buried the poor bastard.

fly high Danny, you were taken too soon.