This is where I've been hiding, err I mean, sleeping, for the past few nights. Behind the table in the study. That was the most quiet place I could find in the house. The noisy fireworks outside was driving me nuts.
LS had trouble finding me the first night though. She kept calling me but I didn't answer. Think she wasn't really pleased with that.
Here's me, pretending to be just awaken when LS found me.
Do you have any problems with fireworks?