We live way out west of the city so when the fireworks go off during the month of July, we only get the vibrations and a few distant booms, which is great when you consider we have many of my k-9 guests who are afraid of fireworks and loud noises. But there are always my city friends that have to deal with all the scary sounds and smells through out the night. And it is a givin that My Vickie and I will have at least one call a week thru July where someone asks us to take care of a fellow k-9 who was found running scared.
Late last night we accepted a beautiful white lab who had cuts on her face and paws from injuries she must have gotten in her desperate attempt to get away from all that is scary. We cosied her in for the night and My Vickie and I slept outside so we could be aware of any strange problems that might threaten our guests. IT was a long HOT night.
So today after we got everyone settled in, My Vickie and I decided to take a short break and head to my favorite swimming hole which is about five minutes away from home. We were greeted by many sights, just like the one above.
The signs are a little late, but hopefully they will stay up and keep us from losing more of our walking trails for the next three weeks of celebrating....(the one above was started by someone throwing a cigarette out of their car.)
Once we got inside the park, I got to go and practice my jumping skills for the Olympics. I mean, I know that I can't enter the Jumping part cause I am sponsoring it, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't keep myself in good shape.
Ten minutes of jumping over fences and then off to my swimmin hole. A great way to cool off when you are tired and hot.
I am totally enjoying myself when My Vickie and I look up to see the dreaded "Dog Catcher: driving up to the camp host station. Since My Vickie is pretty nosy and because we are good friends with the camp hosts we headed over to see if one of there little dogs had been hurt. That is when we met
This little girl, another angel that had been scared by the fireworks and was found huddled on the end of the dock in fear. Our friends, the Camp Hosts, had rescued her but because it is a place where dogs are not allowed to roam free they had been forced to call the cops.
She was so curled up in fear and our hearts were breaking when we worried about how far she had run, how long she had been alone, how desperate she was feeling.
So guess who came home with us?
Can you guess. Yep....Little "No Name" is here lying on the floor under My Vickie's desk. Still frightened but calming down enough to relax a little. Tomorrow she is off to the vet and after a week, if her owners don't try and find her, then we will try and find her a perfect home, somewhere far away from any fireworks.
So after all the sad parts of the day after the fourth of July, My Vickie and I just couldn't help playing a little bit with Goose today. Yep, there he is, wearing a dinner bowl.
Goose has gone home for the night, but we sure did enjoy having him at day care today cause he makes us smile.
And we needed a little smile.
And My Vickie needs a bandage now too. can you guess what happened to her just after this picture.
Night all
Bert
PS. The big white lab turned out to be named "Pillow" and her owner came tonight to pick her up. She had broke out of the window on the second floor because she had been left alone for a few hours while the neighbors were playing with some illegal fireworks. (Home, safe and sound)
