Disclaimer: Sam, Dean and Bobby belong to Mr. Kripke and the puppy belongs to Trasan :-) The title and summary were found at www (dot) 8pawsup (dot) com I own the errors though!

Special thanks to Trasan who kindly gave me permission to play with her puppy. (I'll promise to return him back!) Thank you Muffy for beta reading and adding the missing commas ;-)

Life Is Ruff (Get a Lab)

The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself also. - Samuel Butler

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Sam woke up feeling something wet on his face, he pressed his face into the pillow. "Cut it off," his voice came out muffled. Sam didn't want to entertain his big brother's ideas on waking him up. Sam gave a content sigh as he settled in and let him doze off again. His luck ran out as he felt a lick across his cheek….a lick… Sam leaped out of the bed, shocked. As he sat up, he knocked off something from the bed. Whatever he knocked off had grunted and let out a whimper.

Sam turned his wide eyes towards the general direction of the whimpering. Sam was greeted by a sorrowful look of a black lab. Sam heaved a relived sigh and dropped back onto the bed. It was the puppy that Dean thought was him and brought the dog along with him to the motel.

The lab nudged on him again; setting his front paws on the bed, he nuzzled Sam's neck after giving him another lick on the cheek. Rolling his eyes, Sam sat up. He looked for Dean who was still fast asleep across the room. 'Painkillers have knocked him out good… At least he won't think I've turned to a puppy anytime soon again.'

There was a huff again and the pup nudged him.

"What?"

The lab tilted his head and thumped his tail madly.

"Brrruf!" The puppy bounded towards the door and scratched at it.

"Ok…All right….Just don't make any more noise. You'll wake up Dean," Sam warned him, walking towards the door. The lab gave a low grunt as if he was agreeing. Sam opened the door for the energetic dog to run out.

Sam watched the black blur running around outside the motel room. He rubbed his eyes. They had to return the dog to a pound. He made a mental note to ask directions at the coffee shop. Sam left the door open and went to the bathroom.

The pup wasn't back when he came out of the bathroom. Sam was ready to go out and get the coffee. He whistled and the lab raised his head to look at him from the fresh hole he'd dug. Sam winced, hoping that the motel owner wouldn't see the hole during their stay. After the dog was inside, Sam left a note for Dean and went get coffee and donuts.

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Sam returned to the motel with the food after getting the directions to the local pound. Dean was bending down on his bed, giving the puppy belly rubs. Dean and the dog looked up as he walked inside the motel room. The lab sniffed heartily, taking in the smell of the donuts.

"He's donut junkie," Dean warned as the dog leaped to his feet and came to Sam, wagging his tail. Sam handed over the coffee and donuts to Dean who happily accepted them.

"How are you feeling?" Sam asked, giving some crumbs to the puppy.

"Just peachy…Did you find a pound?"

"Yeah... Got the directions. Do you have my phone?"

"Oh!"

"What?"

The puppy slowly made his way to Dean's bed and snuggled into the blankets.

"Well…" Dean patted the dog under the covers. "He sort of ruined it."

"How? You gave him it as a chew toy?" Sam asked, incredulous.

"No! When you were not inside the Impala as you were suppose to be, I called you. "Dean said making a face. "Then he sorta scratched it out of your jacket." Dean shrugged.

"So, it's ruined huh?"

"Yeah, you could say that."

Sam rubbed his forehead. "Ok, we'll take him to the pound first."

Dean nodded. "Kay, let me get dressed." Dean scratched the dog behind his ears before going to the bathroom.

As Dean went inside, lab lifted his head from the bed, giving Sam a sad and remorseful look.

"You are not gonna get out of it easily!" Sam said to the puppy. The lab raised his eye brows and gave him a smug look as if Sam would dare to make a move on him about the destroyed hand phone.

Sam rolled his eyes and plugged the laptop in to charge the battery. The lab huffed at him and settled back, gazing at him lazily from his cozy bed.

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As soon as Dean had switched on the phone he had received a number of voice messages. Two of them were from Sam, angrily demanding where Dean was.

Dean winced, listening to the other messages. His big brother handed the phone to him and, without a word, left the room. Dean closed the door distractedly and didn't see the dog following him. The lab huffed angrily.

Sam replayed the voice messages as he walked outside. There were three from Bobby who sounded worried, then pissed and later tired, saying that he may have found a way to reverse the spell and get Sam back, but he wasn't positive about it.

Sam snorted, knowing that Dean would be getting a one heck of hard time from Bobby once he found out that the dog wasn't Sam.

Sam hid a smile as he watched Dean's face, who was already inside the Impala looking miserable.

Sam opened the door to get into the car. The puppy tagged along. As he opened the door, the canine beat him into the passenger seat.

"Hey!" Sam exclaimed as the pup gave him a toothy smile.

"You are going to backseat, buddy," Sam said sternly, pushing him towards the back seat. Dean's leather jacket was laid on the back seat and it was a mess. To be more accurate the whole backseat was a mess.

"You'll need to clean the car," Sam commented dryly as he handed over the phone to Dean.

Dean glared at him. "Next time you wait until I get back to wander off."

Sam grinned at him. "Well, try and not to think that every dog who's inside the Impala happens to be me turned into a canine."

Dean rolled his eyes. "And if it really happens, huh?"

Sam shrugged. "I'll find a way to convince you that it's really me, not some random dog."

Dean gave him a disbelieving look and started the Impala.

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TBC

A/N : After reading Trasan's lovely story, 'Puppy dog look' I was a bit sad that they had to give up the lab… then I talked (whined ) about it to Muffy and Anne . Muffy asked Trasan if I could write a sequel and I got permission . So here I am :D

I struggled with it a bit because even it was meant to be small piece of fic, I get stuck at odd places! Chapter 2 should be up tomorrow.

I hope you'll like the story Trasan :D *hugs*

Thanks for everyone who read and reviews are made of LOVE and Lab puppies :-)