I hate the 4th sometimes.....

It's ten of ten, which means the FOUR sets of "official" fireworks that can

be heard from my house (ranging from 12 to about 4 miles away) are going 
into finales, and some eejits in the neighborhood are setting them off as 
well.
Brenin is under my feet shaking all over, Morag is running from side to
side 
of the house (depending on which set is banging loudest) growling and 
barking, and Val (my sister's JRT/Chi) is alternating between running in 
circles panting heavily and baying along with Morag....

Official fireworks are bad enough, but the genius(es) who decided to make 
fireworks legal for sale in MD ought to be tarred & feathered IMO. GRRRRR.