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I remembered that Mom had brought a small cat to the ranch and, to avoid that Canuto
attack him, she decided to make him smell the cat while she reprimanded the dog with strong
screams and prohibited to touch him. Then Canuto was trembling, struggling between the
instinct to kill and the obedience that he owned to his maters, and released misleading
whimpers that no expresses pain but the contained desire to attack.

This type of whimper was the one that had sounded behind my back.

¿Dogs! –I thought alarmed– How did I not notice the dogs? God, how stupid! All the
ranches have dogs. But… Why did they not bark?

I turned back slowly. What I saw induced me a sudden terror, paralyzing myself in the
site in which I was. Two pairs of green eyes flashed in the penumbra at a few steps from me.

Were eyes of animals, of dogs perhaps; but I think that the panic was produced when I
took consciousness of two things; one, the abnormal size of the beasts, and the other, their also
abnormal caution. Because it resulted unthinkable that I had transited a lot through the ranch
without any bark of the animals and that instead they were following me quietly, almost
crawling, until they were so near to me that I could touch them with the tip of my shoes.

One of the beasts whimpered again with the evident desire to jump over me. In the
moment in which assaulted me the certainty that their master should be near, a whistle
sounded of indubitable human origin. I didn’t reach to turn back this time because the beasts,
when heard the whistle, acted as moved by a spring and with a great jump they threw
themselves over the prey.

Even if I was almost paralyzed by the terror, the instinct of conservation and many years
of Karate, made me put on guard. But only to check that such beasts had a particular training
due to, instead to give bites and search the neck as the combat dogs do, these seemed to know
exactly what to do: each one of them attacked an arm and nailed there their teeth. I felt the
flesh lacerated and I saw that the beasts were shutting their jaws backwards while I felt the
bone of my left arm creak without intentions to release. The impact of the attack made me
stumble due to both dogs seemed to weigh more than my 90 k.; one second later I fell
backwards while a felt the bone of my left arm in the mouth of the gigantesque dog. I thought,
while I was falling, in many tactics to escape from the dogs: I would wallow, kick their testicles,
bite…

–Crack–sounded the strike in my skull and everything went darkened.

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