saturday was a gas!
Fourth of July eve.
That’s how I referred to today, although I could have said, the Fourth of July “observed”. Our little town always has the fireworks show on the third of July. I haven’t really discovered why, but I’ve gotten used to it over the years.
Despite my best intentions, I didn’t go to the fireworks.
My kids went without us. They’ve grown up to a point where they don’t need me around to watch things blow up. It’s sort of sad, but at the same time, I wasn’t up for artillery fire this evening. I had a long day.
I really need to get the puppy’s sleep schedule worked out. He fell asleep early last night and woke up at three am to go out. It was a rather quick trip…he did his business in the tall grass and headed up the back steps to search for more bugs. I think I should have named him Renfield, with all the bugs he eats on the back porch.
I scooped him up and carried him back to bed. He wasn’t interested in his crate at this point, so I pulled him into the bed with me. It was something I did when my kids were babies, and it worked just as well then. He stayed asleep until seven. But at seven, it was time to get up for the day.
Mike baked bread while I staggered around after the puppy, making sure he didn’t get into too much trouble. I’ve learned the subtle signals that puppy is about to eliminate on the floor. The problem is, I seem to see those signals all the time. He can’t possibly have to go all the time, can he?
I think he can!
We took him for a ride in the car this afternoon and had to open the windows repeatedly to clear the air. There is nothing like a well timed puppy fart to remind you what’s important in life!
For me, it’s sleep. I think I might hit the sack a little early in preparation for the middle of the night trip to the potty. And as it turns out, I have another chance at the fireworks tomorrow, the next town over actually sets them off on the fourth rather than the third. Can you imagine? I think I smell an excuse to grill hamburgers and hot dogs on the grill!
Until the next time…I’ll be listening to the bombs bursting in air!