I live in a neighborhood full of dogs, almost every house has one, and a few have two, and at least one has four. Down the street, the neighbors have two dogs. I don't know their names. Dog number one is a very big, fat Chocolate Lab, and number two, is a young, very very big, non fat black Lab, one fo those taller ones that can still run well, unlike a lot of those "thick" Labs, like his bud. They just recently got him. Suddenly, he just appeared in the yard one day and has been there ever since It's got an invisible fence that both dogs have always ignored when something good comes along. Funny thing, all the dog's around here that seem to ignore invisible fences have been Labs,and all but one black. Anyway, I come home from work one morning, and I put my dogs, King and Molly, out into my fenced backyard. Everything looks ok, I close the back door and do a few things, then I open the door, and toss about a dozen pieces of really stale bread out in one corner of the yard for the birds and squirells. I close the door, and am fixing breakfast and suddenly hear Molly and look out the window and she's flying accross the yard, growling and snarling. Her hair is up like a Mohawak (I have never seen it quite like it before), and she crashes into the fence. On the other side are The Labs from down the street. The black one is trying to reach through the fence to the bread and gets one piece and eats it, then suddenly just hops over the 5' fence like it was nothing. Molly is glaring at him, she's got herself so blown up that she looks like she's about 90 pounds instead of 70. King runs over, and calmly walks past Molly and sniffs butts with the Lab, and then pees on the bush nearby, turns and walks away, just ignoring him! This appears to rattle the Lab, he's confused. When King walks away, the Lab decides to move into the yard further and Molly isn't budging. The Lab puts a foot over her back, and tries to hump her. She spins around, and then starts "throwing punches" at him. After she throws about a dozen, his hair is up and I'm about to run to the door to try to break up the fight that seems to be coming. Molly and the Lab do a little bit of stiff jumping, and then Molly really starts throwing the punches in full force. King slowly walks up behind her, still not really appearing to care much, as usual. Finally, the lab's had enough and bails out, hopping back over the fence and then he and his buddy put on a huge show at the fence. King and Molly snarl and throw punches at both Labs and they finally take off. Molly is very happy with herself, and she's running around the yard having a great time. She's having a great time! She's a hero! Then, she tries to pull a coup. Her confidence raised up, she makes a move. After about a half hour, it's starting to drizzle and I bring them in the house. King does his usual, going to sleep on the floor within a couple of minutes. Molly has a couple of dog biscuits and is looking at King the entire time. I start watching some movie, and Molly slowly walks over and starts humping King, who kicks her off. He glares at her for a minute, and she doesn't do her normal "gulping" that she does when King gives her the eye. King goes to sleep after a couple of minutes. He never even got up after kicking her off. I get up and walk into the bedroom to check my mail and King is still passed out, on his back, with his feet in the air. A few minutes later, I come back into the family room, just in time to see Molly sitting on King's head, humping like crazy. King kicks her off with all four legs, Molly is airborne and after she lands, Molly retreats to the couch. King walks up and stares her down, at point black range. Normally, Molly can't make eye contact when he does this, and rarely makes a peep, she just wants King to stop looking at her like that! Not this time! I could see the hair going up on her back, and her lip is shaking. I say, "HEY!! KNOCK IT OFF!" and she gulps and it appears to be over. I take a shower and everything seems ok, and finally go to bed. King goes to sleep next to me at the foot of the bed in his usual 30 seconds, and I'm almost asleep and Molly gets into bed and puts her head on my shoulder and looks at me and sighs. I pat on her for a while and fall asleep. About an hour later, I wake up in time to see King kicking her off again, and this time, he's not kidding around. They do a whole series of snarls and both are throwing punches like a machine gun, like about a hundred in about 30 seconds, each. I say "Hey Hey, what are you doing?", and King sneezes (that's the "ok, I'm done!" signal they use with each other), and Molly does too, then suddenly starts up again, and I yell at her "Molly NO!!", and they are really slapping the hell out of each other, and snarling like hell too. I run out to the family room and they are in the middle of the room, going at it, no bites, just snarling and "punching". I don't understand how they can throw punches this fast. Finally, Molly realizes that she's outgunned, even though she weighs nearly 10 pounds more than King does (Odd deal there, all the females in the litter they came from are bigger than any of the males), and takes off, running for the spare bedroom. King follows her and she runs back to the family room with King closing rapidly. She jumps up on the couch and King slams into her and pins her up against the back of the couch, and just stares and stares at her, making basically direct eye to eye contact. She stiffens up, and then just slowly rolls over on her back. As she does that, King follows her down, and ends up laying on top of her. He growls very softly, and then presses down with his head, and backs away and drops off the couch. He watches her for a few seconds and has a drink and gets back on the bed. I go back to bed, hoping it was over. Molly comes into the room, and King picks his head up and watches her intently as she gets back up on the bed, and she lays down next to him and licks his eyes and ears gently. It's over. Nobody hurt, the only damage is to Molly's self confidence. Everything is back to normal. King is the boss, as he's always been. The "revolution" is over. Not that she ever had a chance anyway. He's named King for a reason, I guess. Long live the KING!!