It's not even the fourth of July yet and already the poor dog is miserable. With every little firecracker pop and he heads for the hills. Or in this case under a piece of sheet covered furniture. It's going to be a long weekend for the poor little guy! I wish there was a way to talk him through it.
Daisy could care less about firecrackers, but she decided to look like a freak too! In solidarity I'm sure.