Fireworks?

Pretty sure I was a sparkler in another life.
—everydaypower

Lil’ Toot here. I love Fireworks. And last Weekend was an Extravaganza of Explosions. The flash catches My Eye, and I’m Gazing for hours. Watching for Upward Moves. Hearing the Popping Sounds. The ohhs and Ahhs from the audience. Maybe some Music and laughter. Well, that’s at least until I crash. Living unstuck.

But some of My Fellow Canines disagree with My excitement. My Friend Matti tucks Herself into her Safe corner, under the Watchful Eye of Her Mistress. I sent Her good energy through the Ethers to calm Her. Another Dog, Kirby, was a Komondor, about ten times My Size. He would crash out of specially constructed Safe Places when the Displays started up. (I was impressed.) Living unstuck.

I’m curious: Do You like Fireworks? Or are They not Your style? I say: To each His Own. I love ‘Em. But since I’m a Little Dog, I think I was a Sparkler in that other Life. Not big enough for the Grand Explosions. Smile. Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#glorious1fireworks