My neighborhood is asploding. At least it sounds like it. And on top of the fireworks, there’s the late-night traffic coming home from the larger fireworks displays; there’s one in Milwaukie, and one down at Oaks Park, and my ‘hood is right in between.
And just as I observed the last time we had a lightning storm, Smacky no likey the asploding noises. Poor guy. I should have called him “Spooky” instead of Smacky, but that’s a bit too obvious for a black cat.