The deuce moves in

Today was a big day for 2, he got his butt thoroughly kicked by his son, and decided that my area wasn't all that bad, especially since he had two beautiful girls all to himself, or so he thought...He spent the first part of the day hunched over, with his back feet out in front of him, and his front legs propped against his knees. He looked like a blob, a fat blob; he even reached back with one leg to scratch his butt. As he was looking like such a stud, 29 was poking his head out of his burrow. As soon as his head cleared the top of the hole, 2's head came up, and he sprang to his feet. 29 looked like he wanted to shrink back in the hole for a moment, but then gathered his courage, and came out. 2 came at him without a second thought; it was over in seconds, with 29 beating it for the sage. 2 chasing him, and then, obviously quite proud of himself, did something I had yet to see him do; he started territorial calling. Most males will do this as a 'so there' sort of remark, and be done with it. 2 was so full of himself, however, that he kept it up for the next hour, and to make it even funnier, he plopped himself on the burrow that 29 had come out of.
After he was done with his calls, he checked the ladies out, getting a marginally better reception than the previous days. When he had his fill, he sat himself back down over 29's entrance burrow, and adopted his very attractive hunched over look. While he was busy, I caught another dog, this time to the right of my tower at burrow XL. Upon transport to the van, he behaved himself, only growling once. It was once he was in the bag that I started laughing at him. Once he realized he couldn't get out, he started alarm calling; I actually felt bad for him. He called every time we switched positions with him, as well as when we had to replace an ear tag. I felt sorry for him, but also vindictive towards 2, because it seemed like he finally had someone his size to pick on.
Upon arrival back to XL, 43 shot down the hole, not really to be seen the rest of the day, with the exception of the quick trip up to switch burrows, and the occasional spying of 2. I have a feeling the showdown will happen tomorrow.
Speaking of showdowns....as 2 was staring into space, 29 snuck back in behind him. I could tell he was trying to be stealthy as he came into the study area, but unfortunately the burrows he tried to sneak into were all plugged with cones, so he ended up slightly panicking, hiding behind bushes instead. 2 was completely oblivious; he decided to go for a stroll, and he left the study area. 29 immediately went over to meet the girls, even going as far as going down a burrow with RR2 for some alone time (9 minutes to be exact). While he was making their acquaintance, 2 was getting beat up again by 45, and he came streaking back over with his fur messed up, and wet with saliva. He pulled up short when he saw 29, like he couldn't believe it.
The fight started; since 29 had smelled how beautiful the females were, he had some more nerve...they started off by sparing repeatedly, until 29 panicked, and took off at full speed. 2 shot after him, only to forget to 'mind the holes, and promptly fell in one mid stride, jamming both his face and neck, coming up dazed. 29 pulled up short, and literally turned in a circle, a surprised look on his face..until he saw 2, and took off again. They both disappeared into the sage. 29 re-appeared first, jogging in the other direction with a bloody nose; it wasn't until 2 came out that I realized how bad it was. He had two bloody bites along his left mandible, blood coming out of his mouth, a bloody chin, and two patches of fur gone along his right foreleg; but he had somehow won. He immediately commenced territorial calling, even as he avoided moving too much..
someones going to be stiff in the morning....and he has to face 43..