Sunday, October 06, 2002Learned tonight that Frisket DOES NOT LIKE FIREWORKS. For whatever reason (perhaps as part of Bloomberg's new "noise" strategy), a big fireworks display was set off around 7:15 in the East River off Brooklyn Heights. Given the location of the house (between two tall buildings), the echo was pretty deafening and Frisket was freaking out, so I figured I'd walk her down to the promenade.
Bad Move
She reacted much the same way as she reacts to horses, that is to pull my shoulder out of its socket in the exact opposite direction of the fireworks. @ 7:42:39 PM •
