My name is Francisco Rodriguez I am Hispanic, normally I would say where I'm from but it doesn't matter in a world after The Zombie Apocalypse, I was a prepper most people would call crazy, I was getting ready for this sort of scenario. I would stockpile freeze dried foods minus the MREs because they taste like crap, I spent my life savings on making a backup home in the country, I had a four-wheel drive with a modified diesel engine and fully reinforced glass windows and windshield, I had weapons and ammunition stored in a safe, seeds to grow crops for every season and yet everyone laughed saying I was wasting time and money. Well you get the idea, I lived and they died. anyways I usually spend my days venturing into the city sometimes to scavenge, I go hunting, I tend the African Pygmy Goats and chickens in my farm and that's the usual gist of it. The reason I have the goats is because they are a good source of milk, meat and leather with a smaller size than a cow.

Getting food.

I decided to go hunting today with my dog, I shot a deer and the traps I set up caught a squirrel and a woodrat. I butchered the deer meat and fried the rodents with the meat making a fricassee, I also made a dish of roast goat served with steamed beets. It turns out cooked beets kind of taste like candy, who knew. I was thinking I could use the fish and maggots I found with the cat-food I scavenged a while back, to make a dinner rich in protein.

Getting water.

I get water from rain and I also clean water that I find using a home-made water filter, it didn't rain recently so I filtered water from a nearby river.

Feeding the dog.

My hunting dog is a mix between a Rhodesian Ridge-back and a German Shepard, he's trained to howl when he smells zombies. I actually feed him a dog-food I made from scratch most of the time, made of essential meats, grains and vegetables that I get from farming and searching. He's a nice dog and very well-trained, he wakes me up everyday by going to my bedroom and nuzzling me.

Defending the house.

The zombies found my location at nightfall, I'm glad my dog warned me. I killed a zombie that was a priest, I killed a zombie in riot gear and there was a zombie that was a soldier. Good thing there weren't any smart and fast zombies, that would be a pain. I really need to find other survivor's soon, because I'm tired of being alone.