Next door but two decided to have loud fireworks. It frighted my poor girl who ran into the park behind our house and up the tallest tree. We didn’t find her for a couple of hours. She then jumped about 25 ft down when DH found her.
He then passed her over the fence to me and she ran to the top of the garden and lay there panting. She’s in now and had eaten loads. She’s let me touch her legs and stroke her so she seems ok.
Anyway, fireworks are bastards.