Dreaming about Zombies

I had a dream that while I was going to get something out of my car, I noticed a Zombie in our garage. I quickly closed and locked the door and then told Dennis:

me: There's a zombie in the garage.

Dennis: What?!? Ewww! How did he get in?

me: Yeah eww! I have no idea. I didn't send him an invitation!

He does nothing.

me: Well, you are going to have to get it out of there, the kids will be home soon.

Dennis: I don't want to. They freak me out!

me: Well he can't just hang out there! They eat the rubber off my tires! Didn't you have the house sprayed? Maybe he will groom himself and die somewhere!

Dennis: ugh! We'res the zombie spray and rubber gloves!?