seems like the big tough dogs that are supposed to hunt stuff always wimp out on fireworks days... the little dogs I was hanging out with did fine, except for the oversized elderly Pom, who whined & yapped when the bottle rockets made that whistly noise... the possible "art job" might just turn out to be an actual job photographing and researching values for a local attorney's art collection... probably the only practical thing I'll have ever done with my degree.
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Fireworks were going off like crazy last night in my neighborhood. But then again, this is the south. Hope you saved a couple for tonight.
So cool - your own rocket platform! Did the dogs hide?
Love you guys!
Okay, you are just too weird.
And I mean that in the best possible way.
WOW, looks like the most fun since the Toga party. But I'm with mom L, how did the kids do?
How did your dogs like the fireworks? Stickley could not care less but other dogs I know just freak out. Looks like you had a good one!
the dogs weren't very happy- they all ran in our room and hid on the bed- just like they did on new year's. poor dogs.
seems like the big tough dogs that are supposed to hunt stuff always wimp out on fireworks days... the little dogs I was hanging out with did fine, except for the oversized elderly Pom, who whined & yapped when the bottle rockets made that whistly noise...
the possible "art job" might just turn out to be an actual job photographing and researching values for a local attorney's art collection... probably the only practical thing I'll have ever done with my degree.
You know to get out the bandages when a redneck says, "Hold my beer and watch this...!"
What a wonderful post. Thank you for sharing with all of us who have neighbors.
Helen
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