As the moon rises above the treetops, and a ghostly mist enshrouds the moors, the dreaded vampire roams the sleeping countryside, hungry for his next victim.
Casting neither shadow nor sound, he spies a transient sleeping beneath a tree.
As an inhuman hunger wells within the rancorous pit of his soul, the fiend strikes!
But with just one bite, the monster realizes he has committed the gravest breach of professional vampire courtesy: he has accidentally attacked another vampire!
Peter S. regales us: “Dachshund pup Sigge tries his zombie and werewolf moves on his ‘big brother’ Castor, a Danish-Swedish farmdog. Castor counters with his best vampire impression.”