The church is on the last corner before the kids of the down scream their
way to the candy store. Next door to the church is the animal hospital. That is
where hose wives go to get their toy dogs healed from whatever ailment they
have. The women are tugged around left and right by ten pound dogs that think
they are the boss. There is always too much action around the church between
the kids yelling and the dogs barking back. Some people aren't even aware there
is a church due to its flat bland exterior of off white color. One woman is
dressed in heels as she lets her dog sniff around the church lawn, waiting
impatiently. She looks like the kind of woman who has some arrogance about her
and expects everyone to work for her. Her lip gloss shone is the sun as brightly
as her bedazzled outfit did. Between the dogs barking, the kids yelling and all
of the other noise pollution it felt like when you are trying to work and
someone is tapping their pen. The woman who was walking her dog started the
engine of her exotic chromed vehicle as her dog surely was scratching the
leather interior with its tiny claws. She screeched away obnoxiously not being
able to handle the power. The car's engine added to the already noise polluted
air with some audible fumes of its own. The smells of spring were in the air
and it only signaled a high energy and high tension season.