The Apocalypse

If a horrible disaster were to hit Atlanta rendering us all without food, supplies, or transportation, I would have an ace in the hole. My horse Atreyu is not only an awesome jumper, he is also brave and handy and unafraid of loud noises and scary situations. He listens to me extremely well and performs beautifully under pressure. Basically, he is the perfect horse to survive the apocalypse with. The first thing I would do is pack a few necessities in a backpack and start hiking down to the stable where my pony is located. I would then put on his endurance saddle (complete with saddle bags and a fleece seat cover), tack him up and ride him south to the ocean. There I would join a commune of survivors and we would work together in our small, communist society and protect each other from outside harm. We will get food by fishing and get around by horseback, living in huts made from brush and reeds on the beach. However, if the disaster is merely a disaster and not the end of the world, I'll just put on my hiking boots and hike up the interstate to my ex boyfriends house. His parents have a bomb shelter, their entire life savings, and a years supply of food and potable water below their house. This kid is extremely infatuated with me and would have no problem taking me into his bomb shelter should a natural disaster occur. The downside to this, of course, would be that I would be forced to spend extended amounts of time in a confined space with this kid. Perhaps survival would be worth it, though.