Joel curled up on the couch; you were angry with him, and he couldn't bear it.

After he was bitten, you had taken him under your care. You used to be best friends, so it made sense to him.

But you had chained him up so he wouldn't attack you. He understood that; he was dangerous, and you were so kind to keep him with you still.

But he had failed you. He was so hungry that he had tried to bite. Not you, of course, never you, but he had disobeyed.