The loud noise is very unnerving for the animals because they do not understand where the sound comes from.
Just now, there was a burst of fire crackers in my neighbourhood.
Ginger and Rosie were helping me with the sewing, but the moment they heard the loud fire crackers, poor Ginger scrambled frantically out of the window by scaling the netting. We couldn't stop him as he just had to run. Rosie also disappeared.
The inside cats were afraid too.
Cleo was brave.
Pole hid under the bench.
At times like these, I'm so glad the cats are confined safely.
After about 10 minutes, I went out to look for Ginger and thankfully, found him under my car inside the porch. Luckily he hadn't scrambled too far away. I didn't want to disturb him or bring him inside at this point since he felt safe under my car and he was inside the porch.
Five minutes after that, Daffodil (the mother-of-the-year) brought Ginger back into the house.
You are really the mother-of-the-year, Daffodil.
Ginger wasn't afraid anymore.
But where was Rosie?
Oh...Rosie was under the sofa all the while!
Please, no more fire crackers!!