Unfortunately, people still light them off in my neighborhood even though it's illegal in city limits. My neighbors behind me used to be one of the worst offenders. My dogs weren't happy on July 4th or New Year's Eve.
Yeah, aerials are illegal here, but nobody stops them. We have a legal firework show near our house that our neighbor can see from their yard, yet they still shoot off their own. The cops are actually in the area for the firework show... and they could easily just come by and tell them to stop, but nope. They pick and choose which laws are illegal to them personally apparently lol we've been told they have to be 'caught in the act' with their own eyes for them to take action (doesn't matter if there is debris in their yard or videos proving it)... does that apply to all crimes?? If you didn't see me do it, then oh well.. guess it's not illegal anymore xD
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They are dreading next month here in the States...
Now dont say this too loudly but apperently in the UK there is no one to slaughter the Turkeys... Sssh or it could lead to a US turkey refugee rush all claiming asylum in the UK..
lol... I heard that they are massing at the east coast of the US. You might be on to something here.
Our dog has finally got a handle on the fireworks. She used to hide, and be very frightened. Now she gets angry, and growls and barks at them.
It disrupts our telly watching, but it's worth it.
The dog we had when I was in my teens used to hate loud bangs and used to be petrified in thunderstorms as well as with fireworks. I have read another book of memories from the blitz of WWII. It does agree with the book on war dogs I have that both dogs and cats appeared to cope with things. Maybe they generally get used to them with experience?
One of my dogs Remy a little brain damaged rat terrier never got used to fireworks , in fact as the years passed it seemed his fear got worse..
I wrote this to put his fears into words..
Shell shock. As another explosion rang out overhead he pressed his body to the floor shaking in fear, his hidey hole was warm and snug but that didn’t keep out the noise of the explosions or the vibrations that quivered through the building. He knew he couldn’t stay here forever but were else was there? Outside it was worse, out there it wasn’t just the noise. Out there were the smells of the gunpowder that stung his nostrils and made his eyes water. The flashes of light went off all around and preceded each new barrage of explosions by just a millisecond, not long enough to take cover but just long enough to allow every muscle in his body to tense in fear as he stood paralysed expecting every explosion to be the one that hit him.. His heart pounded so hard he could hear it beat and it felt as if it was going to burst out through his ribs at any moment. He tried hard to breathe normally but as his body filled with terror that became impossible. The combination of shallow panic stricken breaths and his wild heart beat made him feel sick and dizzy but he knew he had to keep going and find a safe place, a nice dark place away from the noise and flashes that the explosions bought. He pressed himself against walls and hedgerows hoping to find some shelter or a place to hide but it was impossible. After he had survived the first year he thought he would be ok and that it was all behind him but he was wrong. Year after year the explosions came and each time his fear was compounded, getting just a little worse each time. He really had no idea how much more of this he could take. Then, as yet another explosion filled the air above his head he felt the warm wet pool of urine form around his feet... He looked up his eyes said it all.. I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help it.. Story of Remy aged 9 ...shell shocked by fireworks
Remy is no longer with us he passed away in Aug 2015 and one of the only comforts I had in loosing my little boy was that he would be free of his fear.
One of my dogs Remy a little brain damaged rat terrier never got used to fireworks , in fact as the years passed it seemed his fear got worse..
I wrote this to put his fears into words..
Shell shock. As another explosion rang out overhead he pressed his body to the floor shaking in fear, his hidey hole was warm and snug but that didn’t keep out the noise of the explosions or the vibrations that quivered through the building. He knew he couldn’t stay here forever but were else was there? Outside it was worse, out there it wasn’t just the noise. Out there were the smells of the gunpowder that stung his nostrils and made his eyes water. The flashes of light went off all around and preceded each new barrage of explosions by just a millisecond, not long enough to take cover but just long enough to allow every muscle in his body to tense in fear as he stood paralysed expecting every explosion to be the one that hit him.. His heart pounded so hard he could hear it beat and it felt as if it was going to burst out through his ribs at any moment. He tried hard to breathe normally but as his body filled with terror that became impossible. The combination of shallow panic stricken breaths and his wild heart beat made him feel sick and dizzy but he knew he had to keep going and find a safe place, a nice dark place away from the noise and flashes that the explosions bought. He pressed himself against walls and hedgerows hoping to find some shelter or a place to hide but it was impossible. After he had survived the first year he thought he would be ok and that it was all behind him but he was wrong. Year after year the explosions came and each time his fear was compounded, getting just a little worse each time. He really had no idea how much more of this he could take. Then, as yet another explosion filled the air above his head he felt the warm wet pool of urine form around his feet... He looked up his eyes said it all.. I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help it.. Story of Remy aged 9 ...shell shocked by fireworks
Remy is no longer with us he passed away in Aug 2015 and one of the only comforts I had in loosing my little boy was that he would be free of his fear.
Ours used to be almost as bad as that.
You can't tell them that it will go away either, no more than you can let them know the noise is harmless.
One of my dogs Remy a little brain damaged rat terrier never got used to fireworks , in fact as the years passed it seemed his fear got worse..
I wrote this to put his fears into words..
Shell shock. As another explosion rang out overhead he pressed his body to the floor shaking in fear, his hidey hole was warm and snug but that didn’t keep out the noise of the explosions or the vibrations that quivered through the building. He knew he couldn’t stay here forever but were else was there? Outside it was worse, out there it wasn’t just the noise. Out there were the smells of the gunpowder that stung his nostrils and made his eyes water. The flashes of light went off all around and preceded each new barrage of explosions by just a millisecond, not long enough to take cover but just long enough to allow every muscle in his body to tense in fear as he stood paralysed expecting every explosion to be the one that hit him.. His heart pounded so hard he could hear it beat and it felt as if it was going to burst out through his ribs at any moment. He tried hard to breathe normally but as his body filled with terror that became impossible. The combination of shallow panic stricken breaths and his wild heart beat made him feel sick and dizzy but he knew he had to keep going and find a safe place, a nice dark place away from the noise and flashes that the explosions bought. He pressed himself against walls and hedgerows hoping to find some shelter or a place to hide but it was impossible. After he had survived the first year he thought he would be ok and that it was all behind him but he was wrong. Year after year the explosions came and each time his fear was compounded, getting just a little worse each time. He really had no idea how much more of this he could take. Then, as yet another explosion filled the air above his head he felt the warm wet pool of urine form around his feet... He looked up his eyes said it all.. I’m sorry, I just couldn’t help it.. Story of Remy aged 9 ...shell shocked by fireworks
Remy is no longer with us he passed away in Aug 2015 and one of the only comforts I had in loosing my little boy was that he would be free of his fear.
Although an upsetting subject, this writing is conveys so much. It is deeply saddening to lose a pet dog. I know because I had two dogs growing up: you never get used to them not being there.
Your writing shows these emotions on such a deep level.
Post by Popcorn&Candy on Nov 5, 2021 10:29:45 GMT -5
Whether it's an apartment or a flat, it's a roof.
I feel blessed to have a home: I may not be living in a mansion - or even a townhouse - but I am under a roof. Much better an apartment than the street, quite frankly.
This is always what I tell myself when I see others large homes. Plus, a large home does not always equal a happy home. I also console myself that while I may be single, that is better than being in an abusive relationship. I am much more lucky than others out there.
I feel blessed to have a home: I may not be living in a mansion - or even a townhouse - but I am under a roof. Much better an apartment than the street, quite frankly.
This is always what I tell myself when I see others large homes. Plus, a large home does not always equal a happy home. I also console myself that while I may be single, that is better than being in an abusive relationship. I am much more lucky than others out there.
Just a few thoughts.
Agree and as I've always said mine might not be the poshest or newest of furniture tech or car but its all mine paid in cash. I can sleep nights knowing no one will be knocking at my door to repo anything.
I feel blessed to have a home: I may not be living in a mansion - or even a townhouse - but I am under a roof. Much better an apartment than the street, quite frankly.
This is always what I tell myself when I see others large homes. Plus, a large home does not always equal a happy home. I also console myself that while I may be single, that is better than being in an abusive relationship. I am much more lucky than others out there.
Just a few thoughts.
Agree and as I've always said mine might not be the poshest or newest of furniture tech or car but its all mine paid in cash. I can sleep nights knowing no one will be knocking at my door to repo anything.
Paying off the mortgage is particularly satisfying.
They can be a small, two-story house that is really close or connected to a bunch of others... but sometimes you might have your own driveway and mini backyard like you would at a house instead of everything shared like an apartment.
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They can be a small, two-story house that is really close or connected to a bunch of others... but sometimes you might have your own driveway and mini backyard like you would at a house instead of everything shared like an apartment.
Perhaps like a terraced house here in the Uk? - Now more often called a town house although that definition is rather vague.The estate agents perhaps like to avoid 'terraced', especially when referring to new builds.
Post by TestDummyCO on Nov 7, 2021 11:14:09 GMT -5
From moving.com:
A condominium is similar to an apartment in that it’s an individual unit residing in a building or community of buildings. But unlike an apartment, a condo is owned by its resident, not rented from a landlord.
A townhouse is an attached home also owned by its resident. One or more walls are shared with an adjacent attached townhome. Think rowhouse instead of apartment, and expect a little bit more privacy than you would get in a condo.
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