I'm the Prince, so get out of my way!  I think I'm all that, and then some!  But really, I'm afraid of mostly everything.  Must be the bully in me.  But I feel that anything that moves is my prey: a leaf falling on the path in front of me, a bird, bicyclists, runners, even babies in baby carriages if they are going fast enough to spark my attention.  But most especially squirrels! 

Food is secondary when it comes to chasing something or barking at something I think needs my attention.  

I don't like loud noises, so if an obnoxious diesel truck drives by, I bark.  I can't stand the sound of a beeping timer or the beep of my owner's digital camera when she wants to take my picture.  I didn't used to be skiddish like this, I just developed it over time.  

I was socialized early enough, but for some reason other dogs pique my interest so much that I can't let them pass by me without me barking like crazy at them.  I end up scaring the life out of them and their owner and embarrass my owner.  I'm really not such a bad little guy.  

I rule the house here.  My bro, Bodie, defers to my authority.  But actually, I learned just about everything from him.  I'm a much better howler than he is, though.