It’s nearly midnight Sunday and our part of the world appears to be on the verge of being blown to hell.
Or so it seems.
Iraq? Afghanistan? No. This is west Vancouver, USA.
Four days earlier, we discovered our adopted Dalmatian-mix “puppy” of two-plus years was a bowl of Jell-O, quivering her heart out in the living room of our home. Normally overflowing with spirited energy, she was in the grip of uncontrollable trembling.
This is the “celebration” of Independence Day 2010.
The explosive siege began last Wednesday evening — one day before the four-day legal use of fireworks in Vancouver. During subsequent days, the blasts carried on well past curfew hours and into the early-morning hours.
Last Thursday, on advice of our veterinarian, we obtained the drug acepromazine in 25-milligram pills. Directions: “1 tablet as needed every 8 to 12 hours for sedation.”