This is the first time in my life that I've found myself living on MAIN ST, USA!
The parade is passing before my bedroom window and as chance would have it, I'm getting the best of the best, being that the JUDGES VIEWING STAND is located only one house down from mine.
sux that i'm too sick to get down & back up my stairs or I wouldn't be watching from a window.
Ms. Joe duh Plumber brought their bulldog out in the midst of the parade passing by... ...Goochie was cool with the marching bands, and even the Fire Trucks blasting their horns and sirens. <--all puppy curiosity
So Ms. Plumber took Goochie walking along the route passed the reviewing stand... that's when they fired the canon again to mark the End of the Parade............................
One wouldn't think a dog that small could drag a grown woman along the ground for two blocks.
Ted dashed out and caught the dog while everyone else dove out of the way and "puppy-talked" her down, and lead her inside the common hallway, at which time, she positioned herself in the doorway and gave Ted a look like;"Iz Kewl, Thanx. I think I'll just watch from here for now." (smart dog) ((at least twice as smart as her owners. ))
I had a chance to talk with Liz today... ...it seems I'd misunderstood the extent of bulldogging incident.
Luckily she'd only sustained a few minor scrapes, bumps & bruises from having been dragged across OUR LAWN!
She said when Goochie got startled by the unexpected explosion, she turned tail and began making for home, with Liz unable to stop or get her back under control.
Our lawn is raised sharply off sidewalk level and it was at that point that she'd lost her footing and dragged uphill across aprox 30' of lawn, our walkway, then discombobulated as Goochie darted left around a baby stroller, while Liz (still clutching the leash) rolled to the right.
Ted ran forward and scooped up Goochie, and 'baby talked' "oooooo... it's ok... you're ok, bu bu bu bu it's alright" till she reverting back to being her 45 pound puppy self.
#619353 - 07/06/1403:23 PMRe: 4th of July Parade
[Re: Celandine]
yoyo52 Nothing comes of nothing.
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Loc: PA, USA
I hate the fourth. Not the Fourth, but the fourth. This year was particularly bad. A lot--I mean a heck of a lot of big explosions randomly timed to wake you up so you couldn't sleep. And then last night the raucous noise from across the street till 1 a. m., when I called the cops. It's over now, I hope.
_________________________ MACTECHubi dolor ibi digitus
I hate the fourth. Not the Fourth, but the fourth. This year was particularly bad. A lot--I mean a heck of a lot of big explosions randomly timed to wake you up so you couldn't sleep. And then last night the raucous noise from across the street till 1 a. m., when I called the cops. It's over now, I hope.
Allow me to introduce my 2 uncles, Ben Dare & Don Dat.
As posted in years-gone-by, I'd posted that I was exactly ONE BLOCK from Bloomfield's Municipal Stadium resulting in those wInDoW RaTtElInG car alarm activating *BOOMS* going off IMMEDIATELY OVER MY HOUSE
Never bothered me The only PItA was that the only way to watch the display was to sit on the lawn, and crane your neck by looking directly over the house.
The only "Fourth" we had an issue was with the next door neighbor, It was Eartha Kitt's first 4th... ...she, like Goochie, was all excitement & curiosity! She was in her Kitty Hammock with her nose pressed to the screen watching the little "Lady Fingers" and "whizz-bang"s being let off by the drunken idiots next door... who thought it would be JUST HILARIOUS to aim one of their bottle rockets directly at her.
It exploded & bounced harmlessly off the screen... but that was THE END of July Fourth for the rest of life.
_________________ She was "gun-shy" for the next 12yrs she was with us.
OK, what really concerned me was a similar incident involving myself (and not sure about the other girls) when one of our idiot boyfriends lobbed an "M80" (1/4 stick o' dynamite) into our "Hen Circle" which of course EXPLODED! ...I didn't know until later that it had ruptured my eardrum, requiring more antibiotics.
Anyway... it wasn't until recently that it occurred to me to have had her ears checked. I still wonder now if that Bottle Rocket did more harm than to just cause her to fear any kind of loud noise even thunder.
That was the first thing I told Ted about Goochie... While I doubt the explosion was actually close enough to cause physical damage, but she's a kewl little lady. I hope it doesn't effect her sweet disposition.