after the swim we hear bottle rockets and lulu gets hyper-vigilant. i squeeze her squeaky ball but she feels threat in the air. she got accustomed to loud sounds but fireworks and guns will always sound dangerous as they are. when i squeak the ball she sits down back to me facing out, scooting her body between my legs, she's frightened but she's protecting us, she doesn't know the direction of danger for the echoes so she turns every which way.