Okay, so I will attempt to explain what Quinn has just frightened me to death by doing...
Our fire alarm has just gone off in the kitchen so I opened the back door to allow air to circulate. The buns hutch and run are bang by my back door. I could hear a lot of thrashing around so ran straight out to see Quinn dive into his moutain of straw in his sleeping quarters bury his head and flop on one side.
I then tried to comfort him just by stroking but there was no response. His legs and body were all floppy and his eyes were glazed and I honestly, honestly thought he was dead
Began shouting his name and crying and he eventually lifted his head up, obviously then I grabbed him in my arms and walked right down the bottom of the garden with him to get away from the noise of the fire alarm. He was trembling and his heart was going 10 to the dozen.
When the alarm had finally stopped I brought him inside and he's now hopping around but is flinching at quick movements and noises on the tv.
Just wondering if anyone could suggest what on earth has just happened?
Do I need to keep a close eye on him?
Obviously I need to put him back outdoors tonight and I especially don't want him to be scared out there...