Games Over ... Book Three of a Trilogy

BOOK THREE – GAMES OVER
Who was I kidding?
I flung myself onto the bed and before I knew it I was chasing zeds. But wait up! I could hear the heavy tread of many feet in the hall. The door to my room slammed back against the wall and my eyes jerked open. What seemed like hundreds of hooves clattered over the boards as I sat up, stunned by the noise, while the heat of the combined breath of a pack of wild zebra made the room into a sweatbox.
Cool! This was the coolest! Uncle Merv’s pets were zebra. I got up and headed for the shed out the back. I could hear their clattering hooves behind me. I’d need to feed them and get them some water.
This was going to be a nightmare, I suddenly thought. How was I going to keep them safe? How could I keep them healthy? And who would watch them while I was at school?
I panicked,: something was licking me.
I woke ... and smiled as a small dog jumped onto the bed and licked me – so you must be Dotti?