When the fireworks go bang bang bang at night, we get three very 'chicken' tyrants shivering in their furs. We usually stay home, to keep the tyrants company while they shake and quake and tail us around, keeping close to our ankles.
Gamby hiding in her corner.
Tagar trying to climb onto Daddy's lap.
The picture is blurry cause she's so agitated she can't keep still.
Togo hiding his head under the crib.
Gamby, hiding in the corner of our room.
