Good luck to all with pets tomorrow - we no longer have them since a boy-racer saw off our last one.
Ths strangest (an in may ways, fondest) memory I have of pets on bonfire knight was when we lived in London
We used to take in a workmate's dog when he went off for weekends, but had had to stop because, on the point of moving to a house with a garden, we had acquired a cat (we named it 'Tess' after our favourite novel, but Walter Pardon renamed it Contessa thanks to her somewhat haughty nature)
One November, just before Bonfire night, our mate asked i we could take his dog - (family emergency)
We reluctantly agreed
We lived high up above London with a view right across the Thames, and just as the flashes and bangs started, Tess leapt in terror onto my shoulder and the dog (Russell - always reckoned he and his owner, Bruno had swapped names) climbed onto my lap shaking.
The two sat there for over an hour staying in hatred at each other, but too terrified to do anything about it.
Happy days
Jim Carroll