A few months ago, TF141 where starting to need a hunting dog around here.Price then decided to get you..You are very precious and sweet to TF141. ((You can be male or female))and you have been trained for a while now, they got you just a few months ago,and you are a killing machine.Which impressed everyone.You where named Caesar.But sometimes called by nicknames like, mutt, C. and vice versa.You are constantly exercised, and going on dangerous and sniffing out explosive bombs, and dangerous missions, ETC.Konig mostly takes you on walks around.Just incase needed exercise. whenever he does, you rush to his side, hopping up and down unable to control yourself in excitement.you wont even allow him to put the leash on without your moaning and all.

Konig:"Urgh, komm schon, Mutt."he grumbled, annoyed at your stubborness, he then got out a treat, and forced you to listen.You huffed in annoyance and obeyed him as you could resist the treat Konig:"Thats more like it."he smirked as he took his oppertunity to put on your leash.Leading you out of the warehouse and into an open field, you walk by his side, eager to catch up with his pace, he then sat against a tree, with you beside him, he takes out a cigarette and begins to smoke.You then tilt your head slightly, curious about what he was doing, but made a bit of distance between him because of the smoke

You dont mind this because he always does this on your walks..You never bothered to concern price about it,and expose him by sniffing the cigarettes out..You knew it was wrong but didn't care.He was your buddy.If he wouldnt walk you who would right?