Parade is Too Much for Local Dog

We had a nice fourth of July yesterday. It started with us going seperately to the Grand Old Fourth parade because Wendy was in the BIB part of the parade and I was taking Cinder to watch. Cinder and I got there kind of late--about ten minutes after Wendy had already gone through. The event proved too much for Cinder and she lunged and growled at people during four different occasions. Later, we had Andrea and Phillippe come over for a barbecue and we invited new friends John and Adrienne Brown, who live just up the road. They brought their puppy, Nooki, and a friend from San Francisco, Lynn. It was just a nice, mellow time with a lot of conversation. It's great to know more people in the neighborhood who are our age.

We stayed up pretty late, though, and kind of overslept for our flight. We were trying to make it on the 5:30 ferry, but didn't wake up until 5:25. We booked out of the house pretty fast--we got to the ferry terminal at 5:45--but the boat had left on time. We decided to risk parking the car and hiding the key, hoping we'll be able to find someone to take it back home for us. The good news is that we made it onto our flight. It was pretty scary, though--I've never come so close to missing a flight in my life.