Just a small sample of the duck caravan.
I was coming back home down Saunders Ferry Road when I came upon a line of cars. I didn't know if there was maybe construction or a wreck and then I spied a line of ducks young and old crossing the street. They just kept coming, and coming, and coming. There must have been fifty of them. And we all sat and patiently waited for them to cross. Sometimes people are good and kind. Even in BFT.
After being introduced to the culinary delight that is rainier cherries on our recent trip to Washington, we found some at Kroger today! We don't know if it's a karmic coincidence or they have them often and we just never noticed, but here they are!
Acknowledging this isn't something he should have on a regular basis, it was still fun to get Bear his first Starbucks pup cup. Which he devoured with gusto.
We are not fans of fireworks, especially personal ones. They should be banned outside of professional displays. But controversial opinion aside one of the biggest reasons is it scares the animals. Case in point we discovered Bear is absolutely terrified of fireworks. He ran all over, shivered, panted, was manic, tried to climb into a cabinet, then tried to climb over the three suitcases in the back of the closet. So well pulled the two soft-sides out, laid the hard shell over and made him a hidey hole, complete with a laptop playing Bluey to drown out the noise as best we could. That did seem to calm him down and we got through the night. TLDR: People stupid fireworks bad.