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fingers, I saw Slim in a tug-o-war with the dog. She had her right
knee on the ground. Her left leg was out in front of her, knee up,
foot firm on the ground to brace herself against the dog's pull.

Rusty planted a foot in my hands, stepped into them and leaped. I gave
him a hard boost. Up he went. I half expected him to drop back down,
but he didn't. I didn't bother to look. Instead, I kept my eyes on
Slim and the dog.

The dog, teeth clamped on its end of her T-shirt, growled like a
maniac, whipping its head from side to side and backpedaling with all
four legs as if it wanted nothing more out of life than to rip the
T-shirt out of Slim's hands.

On both feet now, she stood with her legs spread, her knees bent, her
weight backward. The stance, her shiny wet skin and her skimpy white
swimsuit top, almost made her look as if she were water-skiing. But if
she fell here, she wouldn't be going into the nice cool river. And the
dog would be on her in a flash, savaging her body instead of the
Tshirt.

"Get up here," Rusty called down to me.

Slim's arms and shoulders jerked hard as the dog tugged. She saw me
watching. "Get on the roof!" she yelled. And as she yelled, the dog
let go.

Slim gasped and stumbled backward, swinging her arms, the shirt
flapping. Then she went down.

The dog attacked her.

Shouting like a madman, I ran at them. Slim was on her back. The dog
stood on top of her, digging its hind paws into her hips while it
fought to rip her apart with its claws and teeth. Slim, gasping and
grunting, held on to its front legs and tried to keep the thing away
from her neck and face.

I grabbed its tail with both hands.

I think I only meant to pull the dog off Slim and give her time to run
for the shack. But what happened, instead---I went slightly berserk.

As I jerked the dog away from her, I saw her scratches, her blood.
That may be what did it.

Somehow I found myself swinging the dog by its tail. I was hanging on
with both hands, spinning in circles. At first, the dog curled around
and snapped at me. Its teeth couldn't quite reach me, though.