How do I know I'm Top Dog in my house? Well, I don't. But Hunny lets me think I am. She has a favorite sleep-spot. Nevermind that I have a cushy plush bed, blankets and pillows just for her. Nope. She'd much rather curl up or sprawl out on the cold hard tile floor next to the tub in the bathroom! The only time she leaves this spot is when I enter to use the facilities. It doesn't matter if she's four-paws-up-snoring, as soon as I take a seat, she flips rightside up and walks out with her tail between her legs. "Hunny Hunny, come back, it's okay, you can stay." I don't even get a glance over her shoulder as she's out the door. Most of the time I'm done and out of there before she makes herself comfortable in her cushy bed. A few moments later, she's right back on the bathroom floor.
It took me this long to figure out the language. It's her way of respecting my territory while I'm in it. It's like when I get out of bed for a moment and come back to find her nestled in my exact sleeping-spot. I imagine if she could get comfortable right there inside the toilet, she would.
Now, if only she would use the toilet! But in dog-language I've marked that bathroom too much to ever expect her to pee in there. Maybe if I start peeing on the carpet, she'll use the bathroom!