I’d never heard my dog bawl like that. It was different. His voice rang out over the mountains, loud and clear.
The vibration of the deep tones rolled in the silence of the frosty night, on and on,
out over the flats, down in the canyons, and died away in the rimrocks, like the cry of a lost soul.
Old Dan had voiced his challenge to the devil cat.
There was a low cough and a deep growl from the lion. I saw him crouch. I knew what was coming.
My hands felt hot and sweaty on the smooth ash handle of the ax.
With a blood-curdling scream he sprang from the tree with claws outspread and long, yellow fangs bared.
Old Dan didn’t wait. Rearing up on his hind legs, he met the lion in the air.
The heavy weight bowled him over and over. He wound up in a fallen treetop.
The impact of the two bodies threw the lion off balance.
Little Ann darted in. Her aim was true. I heard the snap of her steel-trap jaws as they closed on his throat.
With a squall of pain and rage, the big cat rolled over on his side, dragging Little Ann with him.
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