Is There a Silent Fight Going On for Alpha Status? - Final

Hope you all read 'Is There A Silent Fight Going on For Alpha Status? - Part 1,  

'Is There a Silent Fight Going on For Alpha Status? - Part 2' and 

'Is There A Silent Fight Going on For Alpha Status? - Part 3.

Now is the time to analyze how I feel about dad. This is also the time for results.

 Dad is a great company to have around. He is super supportive as well. He feeds me my eggs.

Sometimes he takes me to the room where he exercises. But dad and Big B always say "No" when I want to enter the room while they practiced weights. 

So dad takes me inside the room only when he does ground exercises. It is always interesting to watch and more interesting to interrupt. He generally doesn't mind when I interrupt him. 

Is what I am doing also a ground exercise dad?

Dad is often very playful. He would do funny things and call mom and Big B to have a laugh. I always like to be the center of attention. So no issues there for me. 

One day he tied a scarf around my face.

Hope I have photogenic face

One day he asked mom to place a pottu on my forehead when I was asleep.

Never disturb a sleeping puppy guys

I am a light sleeper just like every alert puppy. So I woke up instantly.

Mom, where is the pottu on your face?

Dad gets naughty at times. He put bunny ears when I was busy playing with a wooden toy.

Dad, I thought you had my back...

But he feels very bad when I am low and not in good spirits. He encourages me and puts me to sleep on his lap. I feel super comfy when I am on his lap.

Is mom taking a photo dad?

Even after I have grown a little taller, I find him somehow accommodating me on his lap.

Dad, you should grow bigger. See, my legs are on the floor now

I love it when dad greets me with a hug in the morning. 

I love dad standing with me by the kitchen entrance while mom gets my milk ready so he can serve.

I love when dad plays with me. I like the power games as well.

I love when he talks to me soothingly when I am low. 

So, am I trying to become an alpha? Do I really love one family member more than the others? Do I obey one person's commands more than the others?

First things first. I am not trying to become an alpha. 

Coming to the last question, honestly speaking, my actions are based on my instincts and when I am given an instruction by any of the family members I listen to what they say.

Hope you will say what I like to hear

I give their instruction some consideration. 

To obey or to disobey...

Sometimes I obey and sometimes I disobey but there is no partiality. If I decide to disobey I disobey everyone. To me all are equal when it comes to obeying or disobeying instructions. 

I have to master the art of saying "No"

Sometimes it becomes super tough to refuse straight on their faces. So I try not to look at them.

How long do I have to pretend guys?

Now to the second and the most important question - "Do I really love one family member more than the others?" This is a tough question to answer.

Can I leave the question in choice?

My heart is full of unconditional love and there is enough space to love each of the family members equally with all my heart. 

When I am in play mood, they all indulge me.

When I am upset, they all soothe me and make me feel better.

When I am sick, they all attend to me with utmost care.

When I want to pee, they either direct me or take me to relieve myself at the right place. 

When I pee where I am not supposed to, they all clean the area without complaining. 

When I feel sleepy, they all offer their laps for me. 

When they say good night to leave me to sleep alone, they all feel sorry about it.

When they greet me in the morning, they all greet me with the same enthusiasm and happiness.

Likewise, when I sense any of the family members affected by something or the other, I attend to them immediately. 

One day, Big B was terribly upset over something and I was on his lap licking him to let him know I am there for him. I did not even get out of his lap.

When one day, mom got scared by some sudden sound, I rushed to her, comforted her and went to the place where the sound came from, checked it and came back to mom to comfort her again. 

When dad was exercising with the punching bag, that day was the first time I saw him kicking the punching bag. I thought he was suffering from some sort of pain because of this and I kept pulling his leg until he stopped doing it. I made him sit on the sofa and placed my face on his lap and slept instantly so he could not move. When he tried waking me up, I refused to open my eyes till he said he will put the punching bag away. 

Don't ever do this again dad

Going by all these, I can say I love all three of them alike. But there is something more to consider. 

When mom and dad go out leaving me with Big B, I enjoy playing with him but still miss the parents terribly. But that does not mean I love the parents more. 

When I feel upset with mom and dad, I sit on the sack or on the sofa or some cushion and refuse to look at them. I will frown my face and behave as if I am interested in something else. 

It is tough to carry on with the act

But if I get upset with Big B, I never do such things. I rush to him the moment he calls me and jump on his lap as if nothing happened. I never make him wait. 

As I mentioned above, my heart is full of unconditional love and there is enough space to love each of the family members equally with all my heart,but....Big B enjoys a sliiiiiightly higher share of my unconditional love.