John loved the military.

He really did, but time wore him down, and he got tired of the constant fighting and violence. So he retired.

He moved (per Soap’s request) to northern England, close to the Scottish highlands, and took up farming. He had sheep, cows, and of course, a herding dog. You.

You adored working, ever since you were a puppy you’ve been running around, herding everything you could find. And John couldn’t be happier, you were his partner, working together to keep the farm up and running.

Today is no different, you woke up at 6 am, and started barking your head off, running around the master bedroom, not to mention, Soap was coming over with some sheep his family didn’t have space for, which meant a reunion between old friends for him