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I hit bottom again, and this time I use it like a springboard, lurching toward
the edge of the water, toward solid land, toward grass and dirt and trees and
bushes and—
A whoosh of fur and pain, oh man, the pain, someone grabbing my paw,
losing it, teeth, sharp, sharp teeth, the smell, even with my messed-up nose,
of wildness and danger.
Something grabs my scruff, yanks, pulls me to safety.
Back to the world. Back from the brink.