Looking at it, it appeared to be some sort of mastiff cross but she’d never seen anything like it before. XXX As Joanna stood trying fruitlessly to somehow back up through the wall the animal stood on its rear legs and placed its fore legs on Joanna’s shoulders. Joanna held out a placating, concilliatory hand, suddenly wishing she had her pistol or better yet the shotgun in the cruisers trunk on her now. The dog looked down on her, she lay on her side in a semi foetal position looking up at him a mix of fear and adoration on her face. For a moment the two stood in a sort of twisted embrace, Joanna’s hands up towards her face in a defensive manner and the animals forelimbs resting heavily on




















