Hello, this is Ludo.
There are lots of rushing sounds outside. Sometimes it’s a great blasting sound. But not like a firework. These sound wild and dangerous. I hide in my tunnel and tell them to go away. Sometimes they do, but mostly they stay for hours before they give up.
Biggles doesn’t seem to hear them, or maybe he doesn’t care. He’s much deeper in the room than me, so maybe they aren’t so loud. Locksley hides in his tunnel, too, so I expect he feels threatened by them too.
Mummy says it the wind. She says it’s a storm and it will blow itself out. I suppose she means it will get tired eventually. But it’s been going on for days with only a few hours in between. She says to hide in my tunnel, too. I don’t know if she has a tunnel to hide in. Maybe that’s where she goes when she isn’t with us.
She’s been with us a lot the last two weeks, watching something called the Olympics. It seems to make her happy. That’s good, isn’t it?
The wind is back. I’m going back to my tunnel. Keep safe wherever you are.