Should I be worried?
I'm back in St. Louis after an all too short vacation of three weeks, of which the better portion seems to have been spent in a car, and once again sleeping with Rocky. (Reminder for the crazy ones: Rocky = cute and adorable ball of black and tan fuzziness with big sappy brown eyes, four legs, and a tail)
As it is the Fourth, there are even more crazies who decided it would be a great idea to shoot off fireworks in the backyard last night as well as tonight. Problem with that is that someone's car alarm went off twice in the last 10 minutes. I didn't know loud booms like that could mess around with the cars.....