I was unable to run to the door or reach for the wall phone. I tried to talk Huey down as best as I could while preparing to roll up into a ball. Too big to handle alone, there was no other choice but to go into defensive mode until help arrived.
Excerpt from Internal Voices at Friday Flash Fiction.
Crow On The Wire 
Well written and deeply poignant.
Thank you. 🙂
You are welcome.