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Eat the dog?

I assume your family is nameless then.

*scratches Emily off the list of people necessary to my survival*

Excuse me? Texas is big on guns. There are an average of four personal firearms to the one citizen in this state.

If anywhere, I think a zombie attack could be survived... IN TEXAS.

Hm. You raise an interesting point.

Before I continue to prove your theories wrong, regarding Texas' ability to endure a zombie attack, let me ask you: In this hypothetical apocalypse-of-sorts, where is the source of the outbreak?

This virus is very similar like the ones in Left 4 Dead and WWZ.
It's believed to have come from livestock..

So good luck with your texas beef. My neighbouring province of Alberta is toast.

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OmgIisonfiyah: Don't bring with you more than 4 people, five if you have a useful dog.

If you have 8 to 10, food will run out faster, it's hard diving up meals and supplies, and it will be difficult controlling your non-existant plumbing with a lot of people.

Plus with a big number if one of you guys gets something.. [anything from the actual Z virus to your run-of-the-mill case of the runs..xD]
It'll spread quick.

Plus, everyone needs to go out for supplies together, otherwise some people might break off from the group.

Okay. Here's the thing. We would travel along the rural roads in order to avoid high-populated areas. Such as anything like over ten people. Stock up on food, yadda-yadda. We wouldn't go back to any high-population area until everyone in it was either zombified or left or dead. Because fighting over food is the last thing you want to do.

Then, once we'd raided any of the supplies we needed--I won't go into specifics--we'd travel... east. Assuming that none of us were zombified already, we'd use one of the boats no longer owned in a nearby harbor.

Yes, I live in a port town.

Then, easily enough, we'd just cruise along the coast, stopping every now-and-then to procure more supplies. Utmost caution would be used when dealing with the zombies, but because they're slow and ugly, and easily blown away by any of the many shotguns we have and can find more of in a really easy manner, no casualties should occur. Besides, if any of us fall to zombification, putrefaction, or pestilence, as the zombie-process pertains, we'd be promptly shot with no quarrels about it.

We could sleep easy with no guards (relatively speaking--you'd hear humans in a boat coming up) because we'd be out to sea when we sleep.

Eventually, we would make our way out of the Gulf of Mexico and head straight for one of the Caribbean isles. Jamaica, Cuba (prolly not), hopefully, if we can last long enough--straight to the eastern most isles of Puerto Rico.

Since zombies can't fly, swim, or operate boats, and nobody but terrorists would transport them, on one of the many islands, we would be safe. Puerto Rico is relatively small when compared with somewhat-neighbor Cuba, but is by no means tiny. Fishing and using whatever tropical crops we could muster up, we would soon be happy, safe Puerto Ricans.

So, most of our trip, you see, would be safe. We would never have to defend from zombies, ever. Only in our quick-footed, tactical invasions of the shoreline grocery stores, etc., would be be at any risk.

But you bet that those zombies are at a hell of a lot more risk.