For those that dont know, I have 3 cats, 2 of them are getting on a bit now...
... and one of whom I was kind of 'conned' into giving a home to... - Bubs
He is the most nervy cat Ive ever had.. he will run a mile if a stranger enters the house and anything strange or loud then he will dive through the cat flap without even looking. Sometimes he will even make a bolt if someone laughs loudly.
So it being bonfire night I do the usual thing, call the cats in, give them their tea.
As the night has got progressively louder, (very loud) Ive just checked on them.
Mouse - asleep and hiding in the cupboard where I keep the towels.
Chaz - sat behind me / following me as I wander round the house where-ever I go.
So wheres Bubs? thinking because he is so nervous that he's probably hiding somewhere... nope cant find him anywhere.
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Open the back door..
and Bubs is calmly sat by the pond staring up at the sky - almost looking like he's watching the fireworks and not even bothered by them at all.