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mutt versus wolf
I wait for him to launch into his pounce. Maybe if I time my escape just
right?
Yeah, sure. In a battle of Chihuahua mutt versus wolf, even I wouldn’t bet on
the dog.
Do they break your neck before they eat you? That only seems fair.
My heart’s doing this crazy tap dance in my chest, and I wonder if he can
hear it. I sneak a peek at him. Strangely, he just keeps staring at me.
Quickly I avert my gaze. Those eyes. Those chilling, dangerous eyes.
“It’s me. Bob,” I say.
Kimu says nothing. He’s panting hard. Maybe he’s disoriented, even hurt?
I try to speak again. My voice seems to be hiding somewhere deep in my
throat.
Another try. “Um . . . Kimu?”
He blinks.
“Are you all right?”
No response.
“Anyone else hurt?” I ask.
This time he seems to hear me. “I don’t know.” His voice is a low whisper.
“Can I help?” I ask, really hoping the answer is no.