Tibbe was totally unfazed during the first bouts of fireworks. I think our city or some other entity had its usual professional fireworks show last night
slightly before 9 but about 1 1/2 hours after that was over, the city seemed to explode with these interminable bouts of booms, both little and big, for the next couple of hours. They sounded far off but just kept on and on, sounded like war sounds in the movies! Dang! I was getting mad, I mean, there is a limit to how kid-like teens or grown men should act and I was getting worried Tibbe would start to get upset. Eventually he began to hold his ears back and round his eyes big(reading my body language) and I put him in my lap, started scratching his back. He went out like a light and was totally cool through other bursts of pure noise. Ugh! It's never been this bad.
__________________  Jeanie and Tibbe One must do the best one can. You may get some marks for a very imperfect answer: you will certainly get none for leaving the question alone. C. S. Lewis |