Fireworks!!

Its that time of year again, when our evenings are blighted by pops and bangs all over the place, with the inevitable result that household pets are scared witless - our poor wee Smudge is snuggled up as tight as can be to me, with his head poking through under my arm, I presume because he is feeling the need for a bit of security due to all the noises.

I'm not against fireworks as such (in fact, I love to see a well organised display), but every year it bewilders me that people will go and spend considerable sums of money to literally send up in smoke - more odd than that, we have retailers being allowed to sell explosives to people to take home with them.

Properly organised displays - great, but domestic fireworks?? I just don't see the sense.

 

Thats the biggest problem with them, its no longer confined to one day, it goes on for weeks and weeks. Round our way, Diwali also brings us the same (if not more so), so we end up getting it twice over.

 

It is really awful round here now - the last series of bangs had him running up the back of the couch and literally trying to climb up the wall; this was obviously a non-starter, so he then decided that he wanted to be my scarf and proceeded to wrap himself round my neck, before sliding down my (bare) chest using his claws as brakes.

He has now squeezed into a tiny gap between me and the arm of the sofa, and I am sat with a map of red lines all over my chest.

I've passed on the cuddles, but he still ain't happy bless him.

I love to see fireworks, always did, but I don't like what they do to pets and I don't like how they are often used in an anti-social way nowadays (I am fully expecting this to carry on until after midnight tonight); I must be showing my age.

 

Our neighbours on one side keep their dogs in a sort of kennel (back end of the garage partitioned off, with a courtyard area outside it); while they clearly look after the dogs very well indeed, and the dogs seem happy enough, I don't like the idea of them being out with only a corrugated roof for protection on nights like this; goodness knows how they get on when the temperatures really plummet in winter - I assume (hope) that there is some form of heat supplied for them.

It also strikes me as a little odd - its not as though they are working dogs, they are just pets, so why keep them out of the house and only see them for a couple of hours per day? I thought the whole idea of a pet was the companionship etc.

Takes all sorts I suppose.

Then again, I am sure that there are many people that would (rightly) think that I am completely mad giving our wee man a duvet for his bed, which lives right next to my side of our bed (and on exceptionally cold nights, he has been known to sneak in under our duvet at our feet and nick some heat) - maybe I'm too soft.