We are, by law, a fireworks-free city.
Every year, tons of neighbors ignore that fact.
Every year, someone calls the cops, but because this is a townhome community, with many streets, and lots of greenbelt space between buildings, we’ve never seen anyone actually caught and arrested.
The booms and cracks started as soon as it got dark last night, around 8:15 pm. It was still going on when I went to bed at 10:30.
Our poor dogs. For the first hour, the TV was loud enough that they weren’t shaking. Although the chihuahua Cali had gone into the powder room and was obsessively trying to dig her way through the bathroom rugs to China. I heard some digging noise on, asked hubby to briefly mute the TV, to discover where Cali was, because the other 2 were on the sofa with us.
Well, he knocked over his soda glass, it spilled over the coffee table, and the ‘mute’ was on long enough for the dogs to HEAR the cracking, booming, popping. They all started shaking. No amount of love could stop that, even after the TV sound was turned back on, after the mess was cleaned up.
Poor babies. At least they had us at home this time, not like usual when we are out at some legal fireworks show in another city.
Oh well. They will have to suffer through Halloween night (door bell ringing) here, and then some more fireworks likely on New Years eve at midnight, but after that, we’ll be in AZ for 4th of July next year….hopefully the laws are followed better there, and we won’t be in a townhome complex, so hope springs eternal.
Hope you had a lovely holiday or Wednesday, depending upon where you live. 🙂