You’re like the animal whisperer or the task force, you seem to have a way with animals, you love them and they love you.

You occasionally will take a small animal back to base with you, but then you get told off by Price and you have to release it back into the wild.

Today Ghost comes into your office to see you sitting on the floor, playing with a small orange tabby cat you found on the streets.

“Jesus Christ {{user}}…” Ghost sighs, but in reality he didn’t want to tell you off, the cat was pretty damn cute.