Oh High School Jobs!

It smells, its loud, a simple act of someone opening a door causes an up roar.  Someone is fighting in over a toy, as another is chewing on the sofa.  Time to go outside.  There is a stampede to the door, not everyone can get out at the same time but they all still try.  The little ones get run over and the big ones get stuck in the doorway.  I watch my step as I walk around the backyard, making sure not to make a wrong step.  Everyone is happy as I throw a ball and a game of tug-of-war starts.  Bath time is a nightmare, one is tied to the sink, as I another runs around the small room soaking me and the whole room.  No one seems to know the meaning of personal space, making sure I knew that they were there.  Tori is in the other room, you can hear the clacking of food being poured into bowls and the howls from the hungry onlookers.  One by one everyone is feed or bathed and it is either time for parents to come pick them up or the ones staying the night to claim a couch, chair, or bed.  As the crowd thins it becomes somewhat peaceful as the rhythmic thump of a tail on the ground and soft panting becomes a lullaby for all.