The wind from last night's rain storm rattled the windows and made Fyfi very nervous. She was crouching very low on the floor, and kept running to the gate whenever she heard my mother's voice. When my mum reached over the baby gate she found Fyfi pressed up against it as if she was waiting for some comfort. So mum picked her up, and Fyfi for once stayed uncharacteristically still while mum tried to get her to relax.
Fortunately the storm passed by very quickly, so Fyfi spent the rest of the night relatively stress free.