The Farm Zombie's form began to fade and crumble, as its essence leaked from every orifice. "Is this my great reward for my unending toil and torment? Is this the end to my unnatural binding to undeath. How... gracious of the master to steal my life, then steal my freedom. And finally to release me into nothingness. Or am I merely set for a more heinous imprisonment still? Forgive me if I'm not thrilled."

The Muttshroom give the impression of a solid family structure. But it begs the question if these Muttshroom are individuals or just a familiar conceit of one organism? No mycelia stretch between the dogs so it would appear that this is a family and pet enjoying the independence of the wild. They have not fallen victim to the overwhelming sedentary drive of their fungus halves. They will revel in each other, the hunt, and the fresh air... not just the soil.