We find here we have two types of men.
We have the night owl and storm trooper Willie, who likes to patrol and pace and bark at the slightest thing (especially on a nighttime.) Who wears his little man syndrome like a medal of great pride and exumes the manliest man-ness at every bottom putting bark and bounce, thus him successfully tricking many passer bys that he is a ten stone rottweiler rather than a short, white cloud of westie.
Then we have the big chunky guy, who is the more live and let live. Who lives his life by the sacred rules of if you can sleep for the light or the noise just put you head under the blanket. The dog that is more concerned about his nose getting cold than any may-be burglars or murderers.
Polar opposites you may say; Lord of Thunder and Lord of Slumber😅😃😂