Maybe it could serve as a distraction. A peace offering. Something to shift the dog’s attention long enough for her to act. It wasn’t foolproof, but this is all she could think of right now. She could throw the toy towards the dog and when it was distracted, quickly unloop the harness.
Maya layered herself in her thick winter coat, then pulled on two sets of gloves, one over the other. Her trainers were still by the door. She laced them tightly, knees creaking as she stood. The rabbit went under one arm, the rake in the other. She was ready.