Remember back in puppy school there was always that one bully dog. You know the one sneaking a bite from your lunch, taking and running off with your toys, or annoying the heck out of you. That bully dog would be me! They call me the Brix Bully, Bully Brix, Brix the Boxer Bully....and the list goes on. So on Wednesday, the bully got bullied, and I deserved it.
It was a usual day at the daycare, Tungsten and me assuming the number 1 and 2 dogs respectively as usual. I was getting a little bored and noticed a golden doodle, Nixon, prancing around.
"Yo Tungsten, check this out. See that golden doodle, I'm going to show him what it takes to be top dog here. How much you wanna bet that I can just go up, hump the crap out of him and he won't care."
"Careful B, there's no need to disturb the pack structure, he's not even a threat to us."
"It will be fun, besides, it's hump day today."
And with that I got up, chest out, and strutted over to Nixon. As I approached him face to face, I made my move, turned for the butt and began the full fledged hump action, legs pumping hard.
"What da f***, get off me man, I'm warning you! Back off perv. Disgusting." Nixon barked.
"Oh, so you think you're tough now eh? Ok fine."
As soon as Nixon turned his head, I came back in with a flying hump.
"HEY! I'm warning you the second time now. I will hurt you." Nixon's lips curled a bit showing his teeth.
"What are you going to do, karate chop me? Cry to Mommy? BStud humped me today mommy whah whah whah!"
Nixon trotted off and I stalked him. This time I was going to try for a side flying hump with more air time, yeah, that will assume my position as top dog, maybe Tungsten might even be impressed. So I dove into action, and like a film in slow motion, something terrible was going to happen. The whole daycare fell silent, and all the canines gasped at what had happened. I don't exactly remember what happened.
I could hear Tungsten in the background telling the others to stay away, to move away and give me space.
I saw Nixon, with a smirk on his face as he walked away back to his friends. Something smells? I thought. Then my ear felt warm. Must be nothing.
"OMG, quick take him to the back!" My 2 legged friend Ashley came and checked me all over.
A pool of blood started to collect beside me. I was immediately taken to the back room where it soon looked like the scene of a murder. My ear bled profusely and nothing Ashley did could stop it from bleeding. Every time I shook my head, blood would drip front the tip of my ear. It did not appear like a puncture wound but it was hard to tell. I was put in the cage for the rest of the day because of my injury. Looks like the bully just got punched in the face. I deserved it. Number 2 dog was now the omega dog, my position relinquished to another.
Dad came by to pick me up. Great, how am I going to explain this one to Dad. He's going to kill me.
"So Brix, what's your excuse this time. Last time it was roundworms and diarrhea all over the place. Now it's blood all over the palce."
I had no good answer. Mom heard the news later that night too. "What da frig, why is he like that?"
I slept the rest of the night in my crate, moving as little as possible. In the morning the bleeding had stopped but I was still covered in my own blood. Dad tried getting rid most of it before leaving for work. He left me in my cage so I could focus on healing and reflect on my actions.
BStud will be back.