wasn't really all that bright this year. The barrage went on for a while, but didn't seem to be as fierce as in the past. Maybe that's because of the Fourth being a school night, so to speak. Or maybe it was just a function of which part of the neighborhood I live in, or inattention on my part...
Piggy didn't seem to enjoy the show. On his nightly walk, we passed several groups firing off artillery shells, and he watched some of the fireworks, then lowered his head and trucked on down the sidewalk. I think he was trying to act casual. When we made the turn to head home, he sped up more than usual. But he wasn't particularly clingy at home (maybe that's because I was vacuuming, another activity he has a dim view of).
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