Almendra yelped and scurried to a corner of the patio. The lung held on, its arm-tail’s claw fastened to one side of her hindquarters while its ball-body bit the other. “I’ll get it.” I yanked the broom from Jackie’s hands. “Get it off now!” Jackie said and grabbed the dog’s collar, trying to calm her. Almendra’s legs shook, but she stopped yelping and snarling.
