Az got stressed and had an accident, although thankfully he wobbled downstairs to do it on the hard floor. Brythen became very woe, shook like a leaf and hid in the bedroom. I thought Rosie Roo was unbothered overnight - but then she brought up her breakfast.
Cats shouted loudly with joy when I came to bring them breakfast, and as usual, seem utterly untroubled.
Here is a selfportrait of me walking the dogs yesterday in extremely wild wind:
And while I was taking a copy of that, I took a photo of these, drawn during a roleplaying campaign last year. Our party was quite polite, and found the range of greeting cards available from normal shops inadequate.