Last night I experienced fireflies for the first time.  I growled at these little balls of light that floated across my face and then disappeared.  Auntie laughed, and tried to get a picture but it was too dark.

What was that little ball of light?  It was scary, and it was close to my face.  Auntie and dad talked about how they hadn’t seen them since their Childhood.  Apparently, young children chase them and put them in jars.  They watched these evil balls of flying light floating in the yard with Mom.  Mom and Dad said they did not see them in L.A. and that this was the first time I saw them, apparently there are a lot of “firsts” for me now that we have moved out of L.A. and back to the East Coast, most of them relate to yards, wildlife, and weather/seasons.

I feel that ball of fire invaded my yard, personal space, and scared the crap out of me.  So I ran to MomMom who let me lay on her bed as she rubbed my belly.  That made me feel better.