after I medicate the poor dog...I will be alternating between holding her and trying to sew...inbetween the idiots blowing off fireworks all day and night. I may need meds for me, by the time that the holiday is over.
The idiots that think it is fun to blow up M-80's have got my poor dog a shaking mess. She doesn't even want to go outside to do her business in the evening...
I hope that once she is full of meds that she will take a bit of a nap and I can work on some sewing....