We usually go away for the Fourth of July because of the intense fireworks around our neighborhood. This year we couldn't go because of my back injury(which is doing much better now, thank you), so we got some tranquilizers for Shaddy and hunkered down for the onslaught. And, surprise, it wasn't that bad.
We left the windows closed during the first part of the night to lessen the noise coming into the bedroom and gave Shad one of his magic pills, and we all slept just fine. I got up and opened the windows around 12:30 and heard a few firecrackers before drifting off again.
Our neighbor told me they went on until at least 2:30 when she went to bed, but we were zonked out. Those tranquilizers sure did the trick -- oh, yeah, only Shaddy took them. Must have been the late-evening toddies.
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