Eva referred once to the fireworks all last month as "Moonpie's aversion therapy"

[conuly]

and... well... she's not wrong. Moonie's definitely tolerating the explosions a lot better now than she did last year. I've had to carry her home on multiple walks, but I can get her out the door during the daytime, at least, and she's playful in the house instead of curled up into a miserable, shivering ball.

I still want to murder all my neighbors.