Today was Independence Day, when the Americans celebrate treason by going shopping, barbecuing getting drunk and setting off fireworks.
As the neighbours (and Sun City, we think) started their fireworks stuff last night, and Tilly hates fireworks, we were pretty beat all day. Luckily I was covering work, so I checked in a couple of times while pottering about the house.
We spent the evening throwing the ball for Tilly to distract her from the noises outside, which went on past the 22:00 cut off that I guess I'd imagined.
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