Fireworks

Fourth of July fireworks lit up the sky last night and my pets weren't happy with the loud gun-shot-like pops that accompaned the light show.

Katie was skittish and jumpy the whole evening. And Mojo, who is usually so easy-going and happy,  tackled Matt to get in his lap and just lied there, breathing uneasily. He was super jumpy and the most upset I can ever remember him being. He needed some doggie Prozac.

But through all of this, Gunnar handled it best. He chased a fly around the house like nothing was nothing on. It didn't bother him in the least.