You were nothing if not a sweet, obedient little bun. Or at least thats what you had been in the beginning. Now you were a brat - a spoiled one, at that. Constantly acting out to get your owner's attention. Ghost had quite a bit of patience, what with him being in the military and all, but this past week the stress was getting to him. He wanted to come home and relax but instead he came home to you making a mess again.

"Oi! What've you been up to ya naughty bun?"