Why Do Humans Like To Blow Stuff Up?

Dearest friends on the internet,
I am proud to proclaim the work week has come to an end! Let the celebration commence!

I must be honest...I’m very tired tonight. This week was exceptionally taxing. The woman has promised a cozy Fuzzy Sock Nite and we are going to watch Hamilton. In case you haven’t heard, a live performance of Hamilton was recorded and you can watch it today. It’s on Disney+.

In other news, I spent the day trying to prepare all the vile beasts for the inevitable backyard firework celebrations in my neighborhood. I’m dreading it. Why do humans like to blow stuff up? I just don’t get it. Georgie is already hiding. Elizabeth Taylor is pacing back and forth. The rest of the beasts are safely tucked away in their favorite hiding places. The only one oblivious to it all is Freddy Astaire Graves III. He’s deaf as a door nail and can’t hear any of it. The woman has set up Feliway diffusers in every room and she’s making sure everybody knows they are safe. I’ll be glad when all of this merry making is over.

I’m not 100% certain but I believe this Feliway stuff is helping me find my zen for the evening. I feel completely chill without needing to do yoga! This is surely some good stuff.

I hope you all have a safe evening. For goodness sake, please do not blow anything up in your backyard. It terrifies us animals and there are some combat veterans who really suffer with fireworks. Also, please make sure you have your face mask on if you go to any big firework displays. Oh, and don’t forget to practice social distancing and, of course, wash your dang hands!

Very truly yours,
Bob