It seems like every year I have a dog, I grow to hate the Fourth of July holiday more. I don't understand the fascination with at home pyrotechnics. I had a little dog who was freaked out for days. One seizure, and not eating very well. I'm writing this post on my usual day off. I'm on a self imposed deadline to write up a book proposal, but the noise in this residence is "off-putting" for doing anything creative. Ear plugs are good. Isn't this a cute photo of La Mad? Photo credit to the Man.