…And no one will get hurt. Come along with us. Feel free to lounge beachside or poolside.
I will be away from this blog site for a few days. I will check in periodically. Feel free to browse the archives.
Everyone have a safe, happy, and meaningful July 4th celebration!
It’s quiet now. That will change after the sun goes down.
I’m scratching Max’s head and ears. I thought he was hanging around because he liked me. No, he smelled a forgotten treat in my pocket.
This July 4th we’re trying calming medication from a pet supply store. Wish me luck. I sure hope it works.
Max’s reaction to fireworks seems to get worse every year. He wanders aimlessly, looking for a place to hide. If he weren’t inside–I’m afraid he’d dig out of the yard. I don’t begrudge revelers having their fun. But, I dread July 4th and new Year’s Eve more and more every year.
Good–a spontaneous rainstorm. Was I praying for a rainout? I’ll never tell–it will only delay the inevitable.