This is how they play! A piece of Rope , Hosepipe, Plastic Coldrink Bottle, becomes instant Tug-Of-War!
You can try giving them each their own piece , but in no time the one they have is not Grade A1 like the other one.
So basically all the games are like Martial Arts!
After I had been informed that it was time to retire from my Last Job , in the IT world- Sales., Chris and I went down to a Local Shopping Centre during the Afternoon , in her Charcoal Golf.
Coming Back turned the Corner towards our Rear Car Entrance , The Road is only 2 houses long!, I look both ways and see no one in the street and operate the remote for our Gate
I see Both Dogs tails Go Up and eyes fixated on something I cannot see. A teenage Girl comes around the corner , 2 Boys with Her and she has a large long haired Dog on a leash !Too late to close the Gate!
Trixie and Max are out the Gate at High Speed I stall the car and jump out after them, the Dog is knocked down Max has it by the throat and Trixie locks down on the Rear End of the Dog , Kids are screaming , I run and grab Trixie and tell the Boys to kick Max! ( Trixie will not let go, with Max, at least you have a chance?)
All the Neighbours were out in the street , but nobody wanted to get involved in the Melee.
I had grabbed hold of Trixie by the front legs and picked her up in the air, , just a few seconds and I felt excrutiating pain in my right hand. She was frantic to get back at the other Dog. I dragged her into our Backyard, tossed her through a gate and slammed it shut.
I saw the other dog running down the road, the Girl in tears , and Max came running back in.
Luckily , because of the long Hair not badly injured!
My hand was pretty Bad, Blood everywhere. Locked the gates , drove the car up to the nearest Chemist, they had a Sister on Duty, tried to clean up my hand , said I needed a Doctor !
There was a Doctor a few Shops away , ( My Medical Aid was also non-existent due to my unemployed Status)
When I got back home, here were Trixie and Max as happy as can be to see me! Obviously nothing personal.
It cost me a Thousand Rand for the Doctor, Recovery was a slow and painful Business.