Having recently taken up recreational boxing at Peterecs, Island MMA, I was doing a track workout in quiet, tony Oak Bay when I became aware of a particularly nasty dog fight.
I was 100 metres away when the mayhem broke loose – it sounded like a man being murdered in the woods, people were screaming and crying.
I ran as fast as I could and came upon two dogs fighting with their owners helplessly trying to break it up. Make no mistake about it, this was a blood bath, a pit bull blood bath.
I went in with fists to minimal effect, shortly after two big ‘rugby’ guys arrived and they were able to pry the two beasts apart, one a shepherd cross and the other a massive pit bull.
At first, I thought the pit bull would have been the aggressor. Not so.
Not being there at the outset, I could only listen to the aftermath. There were four big dogs in all and two owners. I would guess that the cross bred dog became jealous of the princely pit bull.
After the dogs were pried apart, the shepherd cross was noticeably wired, the pit bull was not even stirred, in retrospect, he stood there calmly whilst the other dog chowed down on his huge head.
The incident was enlightening, as I believed pit bulls to be the perpetual ‘bad guy’, and certainly not allowed behind the Tweed Curtain.
The other lesson learned, with respect to dog fights, is go for the nose (jab, cross, jab) or as a last resort throw a bucket of cold water (or vodka martini, even better) over the combatants.