We Meet Again

Eleven

Misfit Logan

**The above image is the newest member of the Logan family** 

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Yeah... so I turn the key to get into my condo, not with just a kid I popped out of my loins a few years back, not knowing that I did... but hey what are you gonna do... right heh, but also to a puppy from hell! This little runt destroyed my spot! I'm saying there was shit everywhere, and on a few occasions, literally! I looked at my son, who looked at me with a grin on his face, and I face-palmed.

"Daddy you need to clean your house. It's nice and you have neat stuff, but it's sloppy." He walked in and left me standing in the doorway, looking at him like he had two heads.

"Ugh..." I said and entered the pigsty.

"Look little dude, I don't keep a dirty house." Then I did it! I stepped in a fresh steamy pile of shit!

"WHAT THA! AWE MAN. GROSS! THIS SOME BULLSH...!! I yelled and shook my foot while Jr laughed uncontrollably at me. His laugh made me laugh, taking my mind off of finding that little bastard (the dog) and chucking it out the window.

"It's okay daddy, I'll help you clean." He came and took my hand whilst I hopped on one foot trying to avoid spreading the dog excrement. Then the puppy came out of nowhere with a trail of toilet paper following him. 

'Yeah the appropriate tool for you to clean your own mess, punk ass dog!' I thought, but then I also thought of the bathroom. 

What did she do in there!

"Sweet! A puppy!" Jr knelled down and started petting her, just loving on that devil dog.

"I always wanted a puppy! She's cute. What's her name?" Jr was excited, and so was the dog.

"I don't know. I found her by the dumpsters last night. I was going to take her to the pound to be adopted this morning, but I didn't get the chance." I looked at my son play with the mutt, then I asked with smiles on my face...

"You like her?"

"Oh yes! She's great. She looks like she's a full blooded Blue Pitbull Terrier. I have a book on dogs and their different breeds, and she's just... awesome. She doesn't have a home?"

Oh no. He's giving me the eyes! I know that look. Raven gave me that look all the time when she wanted me to do something for her, like do her math homework, or get my science notes because her QB, and Star skipped class that period to go to the mall. I rolled my eyes into the air, knowing what he was going to say next.

"Well... if she doesn't have a home. Can I have hem dad. I'll take care of her... I promise! I already love hem. They won't adopt this kind of breed. The pound will just put hem down. Look... she even has sky blue eyes like a Siberian Husky! May I have her?" He pleaded. I knew I wasn't going to win this battle. Then I looked at devil dog, who gave me the same look as my son... then ...

"Alright, you can keep the mangy mutt! But you have to take care of her son. So... I'll get this mess cleaned up today because she was my responsibility, but after that... she's all yours." I replied asserting authority, or at least tried to, but when I looked in his eyes... I was a softie. Then my boy jumped, unexpectedly into my arms and gave me the tightest hug he could muster up.

"Thanks dad! This is a dream come true!" He had sniffles in his tone, and I melted like butter in a very hot skillet. I am so new to this one- on- one parenting but, score on for best dad in the last 28 hours! Heh-heh.