You might find this hilarious just as my son did when I recounted what happened two nights ago. We have three dogs, a Japanese Spitz, a half-bred Rottweiler and the half-bred Labrador-Japanese Spitz given to us by a friend a month ago. The latter has grown big in the month that he has been with us. He prefers to eat rice instead of the puppy food that we bought for him. I think he is jealous of the other two that he always see that they eat a different thing every meal. He always is the first to finish eating and always try to steal the remaining food the first two have on their plates.
Two nights ago, I kept watch of him while the two dogs were still eating but before I knew it, our other dog was on top of the Japanese Spitz and they were at each other’s throat. I could not separate them. I remember my brother who used to say that one way of breaking up a dog fight is to pour water over them. Well, I had a pail of water on the ready to no avail. It seemed like they were even more determined to do a round ten before they stop. I was so exhausted I felt I’ve run a mile longer seeing them that way for about five minutes. Our puppy got scared seeing the fight between the older two that he cried and howled for a very long time trying to just stay in a corner of our dirty kitchen. Normally, they are docile and well-behaved dogs.
It was a boxing match alright, reaching the end of the rounds with no rules and nobody winning the game. Poor me, an ineffective referee.