I know it’s home when

I know its home when I walk through the doors and I see three dogs run up and jump on me. I know it's home when I go outside and I feel dog teeth pulling off my mittens. I know its home when I'm laying in bed and I feel a little pug laying on my side. I know It’s home when I come home from school and hear “did you have a good day?”. I know It's home when I hear my dogs play fighting like me and my siblings do sometimes.