Hot Cats On a Bun

It’s Morgan here and I’m having a “Grand Old” time here in San Francisco for the summer. As some readers know, we live in Palm Springs where it’s 108 today so to escape the heat we drive north to San Francisco every June where Mark Twain once wrote, “The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.” Where the local electric company puts up a billboard that reads, “It’s summer in San Francisco. Time to think about lowering your heating costs.” Where the July Fourth fireworks typically disappear in a thick bank of fog.

The Fourth of July is one of our nation’s most important holidays. It’s a time when families and friends get together to celebrate our freedoms. It’s also a time when us pets get a lot of attention, too. People play with us and throw balls for us in the parks and back yards and the beaches. Some of us are dressed up like Yankee Doodle dandies and that’s OK. My favorite holiday food is hot dogs on the grill but I would like to change the name to hot cats on the grill. Doesn’t that sound way more appetizing? No offense to my kitty friends.

But then when the sun sets, the day is capped off with my least favorite part of the holiday – the Fireworks.  When those “rocket’s red glare” and “bombs bursting in air” start making their noises us pets get pretty freaked out. According to the Humane Society and the ASPCA more pets run away on July Fourth than on any other day and it’s because of all that popping sound going on around us. We just want to get somewhere away from them as fast as possible.

We’re pretty clever, us pets. We can dig under a fence. Squeeze through an opening. We can jump over a fence. We can unlock a latch. We can jump out a window. We can come loose from a rope or just bite through the rope. With all that noise we do things that we don’t ordinarily do. Also, don’t forget that with so many people coming and going someone might accidently leave a door or a gate open. And once we’re out – we’re gone. We don’t stop running until we find a quiet place.

We have a holiday tradition at our house. Just before sunset my Dad closes all the windows and sets up a spot for me in the closet where I like to hide when I’m nervous. He stays right near with treats for me. He plays background music to drown out some of the noise.  But that’s only because my Dad has learned from past mistakes. He told me about Willy, his second Golden, and how he got loose one holiday afternoon when neighbors across the river lit off some firecrackers. Luckily he found Willy up the hill safe at a neighbor’s house. People who have never had a dog might not know what it’s like for us and in the excitement of the holiday it’s easy to forget.

So, my Fourth of July holiday wish is for everyone to have a safe and fun Fourth of July. But for all of our sake, before you rush off to get more sodas or an extra package of hot cats and buns for the unexpected guests, take an extra minute to make sure your four-legged kids are secure and safe.

As I mentioned, my favorite 4th of July treat is hot cats aka hot dogs. What’s yours?

3 replies
  1. Tanya Aguirre
    Tanya Aguirre says:

    My favorite is hot dogs,also,Morgan.You need a little fun after writing all that helpful info.Tell Daddy not to give you too many hotdogs.We don’t want to see our beautiful Morgan turn into a Dachshund !!!!! Not that they are not cute,too.You and Daddy have a great 4th.

  2. Dan
    Dan says:

    Thanks for the message Tanya. Morgan got 2 hot cats while we were taking his picture. No more till Friday. Wishing you and your little hot dogs a happy and safe Fourth.

  3. Allyson
    Allyson says:

    Happy 4th to you both! And being one of those who is living in that heat you so accurately pointed out, I can say first hand it was even worse last nite … humidity ugh! We decided to try something different last nite … rather than leave the kids inside we thought we would let them relax in the garage and be near us as we were seated in the driveway during the fireworks (we live just west of the park where the fireworks are shot off so it is pretty loud and festive) … our good friend came for the bbq and brought Zuzu her Bernese Mountain Dog big beauty so we had more critters than just ours to worry about. Okay so I guess that experiment wasn’t the swell idea we’d hoped it would be … none were too crazy about being that up close and personal. They did however enjoy their hamburger patties (hold the cheese please all the way around) earlier so all was not lost! Enjoy your summer and cooler temps than here at home, and I know I will look forward to seeing and hearing about the many escapades you haven’t yet had!!


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