The True Danger

If yesterday’s story didn’t sound that dangerous to you, allow me to clarify.

I admit I have no idea what was really in that bush. The story I was told about escaped zoo animals very well might have been just that . . . a story, and for all I know all we disturbed was the nap of regular house cat out on an adventure. (Though if that was the case, it was a house cat with an uncommon amount of lung power. Even accounting for the heightened perceptions of children playing at night, it was an impressive growl!)

All of that is beside the point.

We were playing with fireworks around heavy foliage. Do you have any idea how dangerously stupid that is? I do.

Now.

Tags: Danger, Fireworks