I was thinking how lucky folks were living in the country. They wouldn't have to put up with the loud fireworks all night long on the 4th of July. I was wrong!
RITA REPORTS
Neighbors started shooting off the biggest loudest fireworks and never quit. Roger called them and left a message.
They finally stopped only to be followed by a neighbor further away starting and when he finished the whole settlement across from us started.
Emma was hiding under the computer, Duke hid, Chance barked at them and Roger found the ponies huddled together in the corral.
I must really be aging, because I just wanted them to quit.
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Well, we are all of one mind on this topic. Linda hates July 4th, and even in our remote corner, the neighbors were loud. (I had to restrain Linda from creating a scene--guess Rita let's Roger create.) In our drought conditions, blazing fireworks shot into the woods is not smart...but there's no stopping a Texan on his sacred "private property." We have one neighbor who says he can do whatever he wants on his land, and if the wind happens to blow damage onto other properties, well, that's not his fault, but an act of God. All "rights," no responsibilities.
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