I'm a bad egg.

I don't know eggactly what that means, but it's always said with a smile and a pat on the head.

I get told I am a "bad egg" when I sprint out the door when I'm only meant to be walking slowly. I get told I'm a bad egg when I try to race Uncle Chino up and down the fence and when I climb the puppy pen panels to get out.

But my leg feels fine now! It hardly hurts at all!