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What You Deserve

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Ruff stopped her. "I put the whole show on hold just so I could look for you! Come home!"

He reached for her, but she pulled away. "No! You're wasting your time!" she yelled. "Leave me alone!"

He grew impatient and desperate. "Why do you keep pushing me away? I want to take care of you! Why don't you get that?!"

"Because I don't deserve it!"

There it was. The real truth came out in that one simple sentence.

"Hey, now..." the dog seemed hurt somehow. "You deserve it just as much as anyone. Maybe even more. You've had a rough life, but you don't have to struggle anymore." In a moment of vulnerability, he said, "I know I'm a dog, but I can be a good dad. You just have to let me. Can we try it? See how it works out? How about this: you let me be a dad, and you get to be a kid. Sounds like a win-win, if you ask me."

She sniffled.

"Come on. Let's get out of this rain. I'm starting to smell like a wet dog. Well, what do you know? I am a wet dog."

She looked at him, too wet and cold to be amused by the joke.