Just got back from taking a week off. I attended my 40-year high school reunion....I am just not old enough to have been out of school that long! It was interesting, we had some classmates who must've led really rough lives because they look a good 10 or 15 years older than they actually are, and a couple who I swear haven't changed at all since high school. It was fun, but I stayed up too late for several nights so I was exhausted (I find that if I stay out past 10 p.m. that's way too late for me anymore!)
We've also been dealing with our dog who is terrified of fireworks. We have one neighbor who insists on shooting off fireworks for a good week after the 4th and the poor dog is a nervous wreck. We tried a Thundershirt for her a couple of years ago but she hated it and it didn't really work for her. Poor girl, she usually feels safest in her crate but when there are fireworks she refuses to go in there. She tries to crawl into the tightest corner she can find (hard to do for a 95-pound dog) and wants to stick really close to us. She's not allowed on the couch and most certainly isn't a lap dog, but she really wants to be when there's fireworks!