Even before I had a bunch of animals, I didn't like personal fireworks... They've always scared me... I always thought those little zippy things that buzz around were gonna get me as a kid. I used to enjoy the big commercial displays, but I can't go to them now, with concerns at home.
Earlier dogs didn't mind them so much, but the ones I have now are both unbearable, for opposite reasons. One barks and runs like a mad dog, would attack them if she could get out... the other crawls in my lap and claws at me, which is not fun with a 100 pound dog.
Compared to them, the horses are easier... mild sedatives in their stalls and they'll be OK.
The dogs, I'll put in a coma when it gets bad. And then maybe I'll try the same for myself. It went till 1 am last year. I wish it lasted a few hours, not random disruptions over the course of a week.
My beloved Sheltie died two years ago. He was the most laid-back dog in the world, and he LOVED fireworks. He'd sit outside with me on the 4th and on New Years Eve-when my neighborhood was so thick with smoke you could hardly see! Even when I lit fireworks, he didn't flinch-maybe he loved the smell of gunpowder,like his mom!
My younger Sheltie-also gone now- was like your dogs. HEARING a firecracker a mile away set him off. He didn't stop till they did.
Good memories, but sad too.
For our country's birthday I'm making a birthday cake( of course!) barbecuing andouille and chicken. Also making Natitoches meat pies and KFC's coleslaw and slicing a pile of Creole tomatoes. Maybe some fig ice cream.
Rounded off with fudge and daiquiris, it should be a good day- especially inside in the air conditioning!