Roberta POV
Bobby was excited, this was the first BBQ he had attended, he was running around and under tables, other pups chasing after him. I thought for a moment that a table full of glasses and a very large punch bowl was going to hit the ground if these pups did not stop their game. Quickly grabbing the table and holding it from spilling its contents on the floor, I growled at Bobby.
'Bobby, take your friends away from the tables before you knock one over and I can not reach it in time to stop the table from tumbling.' He stopped to look at me, but his friends bowled him over and onto a table, luckily it had nothing on it as it crashed to the ground with a loud bang, making Bobby and the other boys look up at me with guilty faces, the knocking over a table pushed the point of what I
