Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-35674737-20181118143424/@comment-36855838-20181120055031

TheSnakeLover wrote: I will be the first to not call the pound. Instead I open the door and give her lots of cuddles and attention. But, I will restrict her behavior with a shock collar or some other item and start a healthy relationship with her.

My reasoning for this answer comes from the experience of my own dog. Dogs require a lot attention and love, they love it when their owner is paying attention to them. However, if the dog wants attention but it's not being given, the dog will try many ways to get that attention. In their eyes negative attention is still attention, so they may cause trouble to get that attention. When they do something and we reply with a huge reaction, they will try to repeat that action for the attention.

So, I see the problem with the relationship is not enough attention for the kobold to be satisfied. To get that attention she is irratting her owner to get his attention. She sees this negative attention like a dog would see it, just neutral attention. Also in the kobold entry "they love their master's scent," this is the reason for the missing items probably, she wants more of his smell, or shes just burying it in the backyard. For the teasing part like I said earlier, she sees that reaction and wants more of it. So she repeatively causes messes for that reaction. (Sorry I was just bored, so I might have gone a little bit overboard, if so I'm sorry.)

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Thank you.

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I step back outside and grab her collar, dragging her into the room.

I slam her plump ass into a chair and lay out on my bed in the "draw me like one of your X Ys" pose.

"Bella, this shit has to stop."

"What do you mean, master?"

I say nothing, glaring into her big, black eyes with utter hatred and malice, she flinches.

"You know, Bella, you know."

She droops into the chair.

"M-maybe master will finally listen to me?"

"Listen? Listen? LISTEN?!"

"We are well past listening, Bella, you destroyed what has got to be one of my last mementos of my grand-"

"Photocopy."

what.

"What did you just say, Bella?"

She perked up slightly.

"I made a photocopy, and destroyed it to make Master angry."

I sat up, looking at her, curiosity plain as day on my face.

"Why would you do that, Bella?"

"Master never talks with Bella, won't cuddle Bella anymore, won't let Bella kis-"

"Bella," she was practically springing out of her seat, "come!"

She leapt the gap, landing beside me in bed.

I lay back down, and she lay her back against me, pulling my hand forward to her ample chest.

I gently began to knead, elliciting moans from the kobold.

"W-will Master do th-this every d-day- ah!"

I leaned in and nibbled at her ear with my lips.

"If Bella becomes a good girl."

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She did.