I barely made it to the fireworks festival tonight, with mere minutes to spare. Tortimer gave me a Roman candle, and I promptly gave him his annual turtle wax.
I also looked up to the sky to enjoy a few moments of the fireworks.
Wart Jr. walked into the plaza, and he told me that he was thinking about moving out of town!
I encouraged him to go, although I must admit I don’t dislike him quite as much as I thought he would. Despite his appearance, he seems like a nice guy. But I’m okay with him leaving anyway. 😛
After the clock struck midnight, the fireworks ended for the year. Tortimer was sad that he’ll have to wait until next year to see more. I think I’d have to agree with him. It feels like there weren’t enough of them this year (because we only had four Sundays in August, compared to five the past two years).
Tom was still sick tonight, but he initially tried to blame it on a lasagna allergy! When did he have lasagna? Who does he think he is, Garfield?
I gave him another dose of medicine, so hopefully he will get well soon.
Since it was very late when I played (and since I’ve already met my bell goal for summer), I didn’t do any additional bug-hunting (except for a few that I saw as I made my rounds).