4th of July

I don't mean to be unpatriotic or a killjoy, but the Fourth of July really doesn't do much for me. It seems with each passing year I find it more annoying and unsettling. My dogs definitely don't care for it. This is actually the third night in a row since people in our neighborhood like to get started early. Most of the fireworks they don't mind, but when one is close enough or thunderous enough the dogs will light up with a flurry of barks. Phoebe's bark is intense and Rudy's is nerve racking. On top of all the racket is the heat which seems to always be the worst during the first week of July. I admit, I am no fan of summer.