...Oh joy. Fireworks went on sale yesterday, and today is Friday.
In fact, there weren't too many today, and Spike was nicely mellowed on his melatonin and came through all right - although after one of our charming slackjawed local youth managed to set fire to Big Park, he was so freaked by the flashing blue lights that I had to sit with him in the bathroom to eat his dinner. Poor baby.
two more months of this. *sigh*
In fact, there weren't too many today, and Spike was nicely mellowed on his melatonin and came through all right - although after one of our charming slackjawed local youth managed to set fire to Big Park, he was so freaked by the flashing blue lights that I had to sit with him in the bathroom to eat his dinner. Poor baby.
two more months of this. *sigh*
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Also, I live out at the edge of town on a housing estate full of young people without much money and nowhere nearby to go, so hanging around in parks drinking is a favourite hobby round here. And the shop that sells their beer also sells fireworks.
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Makes a twisted sort of sense, that does.