So I know most of you think I'm like dead but… I'm not! Hee…hee… um anyway so yeah I know I haven't updated in awhile but I've seriously been busy. College, work, family, personal problems I'm exhausted. I honestly can't tell you when the next time will be that I update but please bare with me guys and gals I love you all!

(Dude seriously?! How many chapters in are we now?!)

It's been about a month since I introduced our new little addition to the fam and so far things have been going… well I'll just start from the beginning and work my way to now.

Flashback

"You got a what?!"

"Ig calm down it's just a-"

"I will not calm down! I told you to make it up to those girls not buy them a fucking animal!" Iggy looked on the verge having a stroke. He was clearly pissed about this whole dog thing.

"You know they've wanted a dog for a long time,"

"Yeah and every time they brought it up you shut it down immediately! Now you go out and buy a small beast! Max has made you soft."

"Oh come on man that's not even true and plus he's small so he can't cause to much trouble he's kinda cute."

Iggy gasp, "Who are you?!" Oh brother.

"The Fang I know doesn't think anything is cute except for his baby! What's next you gonna start a monthly cycle?!"

"Screw you I'm just saying he won't be that bad I swear and you don't have to do anything he's the girls responsibility not ours."

Iggy scoffed, "Have you met Ella and Angel those girls are princesses because you have them spoiled like that. By the end of the day that dog will have become another one of your kids."

Iggy put a hand on my shoulder, "Sorry man but you now have son and I will not be helping raise him I got enough high blood pressure from the girls."

He walked back over to the oven pulling out a delicious looking pot roast. "Hope you brought him some food I'm not feeding anymore of your animals Max is enough."

End Flashback

So that was the first day, Iggy has kept true to his word and hasn't raised a finger to help out with the mutt or "Total" as Angel declared his name would be after we had a an hour long fight about him being called Fang Jr. or Lil Fang, Iggy of course pointed out that I already have something with that name, he got a smack upside the head for that one. I honestly thought this dog thing was going to be easy but um… well…

Flashback

"Damn it Total I told you to stay out of the trash can!" I yelled at the mangy mutt as I picked up the disgusting compost off the floor I just mopped. Total whimpered in response hiding behind the fridge (his hiding spot for when I'm yelling at him, which happens a lot) I was beyond pissed mostly because this was the second time I was stuck with him all alone in the apartment but also because he doesn't listen but I know he understands what I'm saying!

It is like raising another child but he isn't the son I wanted. I quickly disinfected the area that had all the trash on it as I was doing that I noticed that Total was still whimpering but I figured it was just fear that I was going to chuck him out the window or let Iggy cook him up for dinner both were tempting but the girls will be so distraught so I'll allow him to live. After about another hour I was starting to actually worry about the damn thing he still won't come from behind the fridge, I filled his bowls with fresh food and water he hasn't touched, and he's STILL whimpering!

I finally decided to go back there and get him I had to pull the whole damn fridge out and then pick him up. As soon as my hand brushed him bottom he jumped and let out was pained bark/whimper.

"Whoa, what's wrong man?" I crouched down to his level and he looked up at me with his big pleading black eyes, something was clearly wrong. I gently picked him up making sure not to touch his bottom this time and turned him around hanging out of his butt was a chicken bone covered in blood, his blood.

"Oh shit!" I quickly ran out of the kitchen grabbing my keys and wallet I have to take him to the vet! I ran out the door locking it and damn near flew down the stairs and out the door to my car.

"Dammit Total I told you to stay out the trash! If you die and Angel blames me I will kill you!" I threatened the small fur ball as I gently laid him on his side in the back seat.

I got in the car, started it and zoomed off to find the nearest vet clinic. I finally found one and braked harshly to a stop getting out and retrieving Total. I rushed through the doors like a mad man.

"Help my dog needs help!"

"Fang?" I looked at the reception desk to see Max sitting there with a bunch of paperwork around her.

"Max what are you doing here?" I quickly walked up to the desk.

"I told you I help out at my mom's clinic," Oh yeah that's right Val is a vet.

"Is she here? Total needs help if he dies the girls are gonna kill me!"

Max took Total from my hands and looked him over. "Well he's not gonna die he's just gonna be in a pretty pissed off mood for a few days, dogs come in here all the time because of this, let me guess he got in the trash?"

I scratched the back of my neck, "Well I told him not to,"

Max smied, "Sit down take a breather he'll be find I'll be right back with some stuff for you to fill out." Max took Total to the back with her leaving me alone in the colorful waiting room.

I sighed taking a seat and rubbing my eyes, "Ok my mom has him he's in good hands, she said you're adorable for caring so much." Max giggled returning.

"I don't care about him I care about not breaking the hearts of my girls." I replied getting up and walking back over to her desk.

Max rolled her eyes, "Sure you don't, I just need you to fill this out for me." I took the clipboard from her outstretched hand and looked it over.

"Um, this is like hospital stuff."

"Well this is an animal hospital so yeah."

"No like you want me to fill out his health insurance? He's a fucking dog he doesn't have health insurance!"

Max looked shocked. "All pets are suppose to have health insurance Fang if he doesn't have any there are packets on the wall about different health insurances and coverage for different animals."

I looked over to the wall she was talking about and my jaw dropped to the floor the whole fucking wall was covered with packets of different insurance. I slowly walked over to the wall looking through the different brochures. This is ridicules this dog is gonna have better health insurance than me!

"Obama care my ass," I muttered flipping though pages.

Finally after hours of filling shit out sighing that mutt up for some overly priced health insurance FOR A DOG and of course flirting and messing with Max Total came trotting out followed by Val.

It was rather awkward considering I was sitting in the chair behind the secretary desk with Max in my lap working as I kissed down her neck and feel her up.

"Seriously you too this is a place of business," Came Val's voice causing Max to shoot up from my lap.

"Sorry mom I told him he can't be back here."

"I'm sure you did just that as you made yourself comfortable on his lap."

Max blushed while I tried not to smirk, Val is awesome.

"Well Total is alive and well here is the medication he is going to be on for about two weeks he is to take one with each meal just throw it in there with his food he won't even know and make sure you keep the trash in a place he can't get to it."

I took the bottle from her hand, "Thanks Val I really appreciate it,"

"And I'd appreciate if you didn't grope my daughter in my place of work, now if you'll excuse me I have more animals to rescue."

I chuckled as she walked away, she defiantly Max's mom.

"And here's the bill," Max said handing me another clip board.

I chocked on my spit. "$600!"

"See this it why animals need insurance."

I looked down at Total, "I wish you had died,"

End Flashback

How a dog is better insured than a human I'll never know but one this is for sure he has got to go!

Just a little fun chapter and mostly a filler I'm in the process of writing the next chapter where we get back on topic but I just really needed to update so R&R love you all!