Willow did not like
Memorial Day Eve at all. Too much fireworks popping around us.
Which reminds me, when I took her out this morning, I saw two doors down
something strange illuminating and
dancing in the dark, about five or six
feet above the ground. It stayed
in one spot making all kinds of weird movements. I immediately thought it
was some kind of fireworks, still ignited, left over from last night's Memorial
Day Eve fireworks..... but how would it be still be lit up? Maybe a fuse.
Or, maybe it was electronic, some kind of strange new fireworks and something went wrong. Willow and I slowly walked carefully towards it for a better look and to
decide if I should call 911 or not. When we got within ten feet I saw
what it really was. A shiny balloon tied to the neighbors' mail box and
the wind was making it dance. The illumination was just a reflection of
its shiny surface from a street light.
I'm glad I didn't call 911.
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