Fireworks!

Poor Maddie - it's amazing how my view of fireworks has changed - I love them but poor Maddie is terrified of them.

The neighbours had some on Friday night and we weren't expecting it. Luckily none of the three of them were outside so we got the door closed to stop anyone inadvertently exiting though the cat flap.

Maddie disappeared and it was a while before we found her - she'd not gone to her crate, she'd gone into the vestibule and hid at the back of all the coats. Poor wee thing.

After that she lay under the side table (her usual spot) and shook, refusing a bit of pizza (perhaps there's a diet tip in there somewhere?) until the noises abated.

We knew she was better when she came back out and demanded the pizza. All better!