I can't believe I am admitting this, but the fiancee and I often talk about what we will do when the Zombie Apocalypse begins. After lots of discussion, we have outlined the following plan:
Step One: Get back to the apartment (if we aren't there already) and get the dogs, plus any supplies we can gather (including but not limited to water, dog food, clothes, food, flashlights, and the fiancee's many guns)
Step Two: Assuming the owners of the estate upon which we live would take their helicopter to safety, we would 'borrow' their brand new Volvo SUV. Large, fast, and plenty of room for the dogs.
Step Three: Go the gas station down the road. Fill up the tank, and fill up the three gas tanks we would keep in the back.
Step Four: Make a beeline for the fiancee's parents house in the mountains (IE the middle of no where). Stay to the background, avoid the interstate at all costs. Stop for no one.
Step Five: Contact our families. Lay low for the next eight weeks, surviving off the land (fiancee is a hunter) and conserving resources.
Step Six: See how things are going... If the apocalypse has passed, venture home again. If not, stay put.
The only thing I haven't figured out is how we would bring the horses with us. We do have access to a trailer, so if we caught on early that the world was about to be wrecked by flesh eating zombies, we could feasibly get Darwin & Poppy on board and take them to the mountains with us. If not, I figure the next best thing is to set them loose on the estate and let them fend for themselves. What can I say? It's a work in progress.