Zombies Are No Match for a Were-Wiener

Last night I dreamed I was attacked in my sleep by a vicious were-wiener or maybe it was a wiener-wolf? My hands were immobile, as it pounced and began eating my shoulder. I was defenseless except for my teeth so I growled viciously and started biting back only to awaken and realize that I had terrorized poor little Garfield...he's still watching me with caution.

 

I think the real story here is: Where's my treat you promised me Bro ?

 

Wiener Wolf ??