Last night was movie night. As is the custom, we popped some popcorn and plopped down on the sofa in front of the TV. Our hundred pound German Shepherd, Schultz, joined us. He lay quietly in front of the screen and watched us watch the idiot box.
About a half hour into the movie, we heard firecrackers. They sounded like they were being shot off in our driveway. Of course we had to investigate. We got up and went outside.
Our neighbors were shooting off some fireworks in the cul-de-sac in front of our house. We watched the spectacle for a little while, and then went inside.
That's when we found a big surprise. Schultz decided he wanted some popcorn. He had knocked the bowl off the table and was happily munching away.
"Schultz!" my husband bellowed.
Schultz stopped munching and slinked off to the corner. So much for enjoying movie night with the rest of the pack!