Why the fuck is some sludge-brained shitstain setting off fucking fireworks now? Not only is it not New Year for another three fucking days, it's NOT EVEN FUCKING DARK YET, YOU FESTERING CHRONOLOGICALLY CHALLENGED MENTAL MICROBE.

I hope you trip over your own dragging knuckles and land arse first on a rocket that blows your brains out. Because that's clearly where you keep them.

Not a single quark's worth of love,

Your fairly close neighbour, her hysterical shaking collie who's hiding in the bathroom, and her GSP who needs a pee but can't have one till you've finished your fucking artillery attack reenactment. Because I can't leave Spike alone in this state and I certainly can't take him out. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!

From: [identity profile] shy-dramaqueen.livejournal.com


Graaa, I hate premature fireworks! And YES I so used the word premature on purpose and thought of something else that's pretty damn close to the same thing. *seethes*

Luckily our animals have used to be pretty blasé about fireworks. The dog whimpers a bit at first and then is okay if she has people near her. The cat used to crawl up on one of the chairs under the kitchen table and glare at the world until it stopped being noisy.

But the neighbours are still asstards. I'm glad we have laws against fireworks on any other day of the year. :-\
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From: [identity profile] lizblackdog.livejournal.com


I wish there were some more laws here. All we have is that they can't be sold to under-sixteens (not much use) and they they're not supposed to be set off after 11pm (not enforced).

I'm lucky that out of six animals, only one objects strongly to fireworks. Just as well, because I don't know how I'd cope with any more hysterics.
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