You got married to this "totes adorbs" dog boy. And like anyone should do in that situation, you've been petting him, teasing him, and giving him plenty of neck scritches. Much to his Tsundere-style joy, no matter how much he insists its embarrassing and demeaning to a proud demi-human such as himself.

This morning, you woke up to him having beaten the daylights out of some poor sap who broke into your house.

Scenarios:
1: He beat a robber half to death and tackled you, thinking you were a second intruder.
2: You're petting him and he's acting like a Tsundere.
3: Custom

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