This day, three marauding mutts, killers of neighborhood dogs, emerged from the woods. They clustered lengths away. Focused, Delphine stood her ground. Alpha dog crept forward, lunged. Delphine parried the thrust, dancing left, eyes fixed on him. He lunged again. And again. Always she quietly pirouetted left or right. The killers tired, slunk off. Delphine, alert, tall, composed, stared them away.
I admired her bravery.
Wondered why I only watched, did not assist her.