"I'll try. If that doesn't work, I should be faster than them, and I can jump. I can distract them and circle back while you get in."
She takes a breath, and then starts singing softly. Her voice first hushed, and then just loud enough to make it to the dog's ears.
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleep you little puppies...
After you sleep, you will have treats,
And all the pretty little chew toys.
Tug-ropes and balls, you'll chase them all,
A snack and six new rawhides,
Hush-a-bye, don't you cry
Go to sleep, sweet little puppies.
Willing the dogs to think not of guarding and growling, but more pleasant pastimes, the contentment of a good chew and a nap in the warm sun.