Late last night I was in the living room with Ben, who was asleep on the ginormous bed, when he got up and wanted to go out. OK, no problem. I let him out and within about 30 seconds he barked, whined and RAN back to the door to be let in (I was standing right there, but I can't actually see my back garden from the back door, which is on the side of the house.) He seemed a bit panicked, so I let him in and grabbed his collar to keep him with me so I could make sure he was OK. Just as I grab his collar, the house SHAKES and I brace myself against the wall.
I figure Ben was panicked because he could sense the earthquake, I've heard of that happening, but after the house stopped shaking Ben turned and was straining and barking to get back outside, not in an I-need-to-wee kind of way, either. I tell him to wait and look out the door, and what do I see? A FOX is just turning away from my back door to head back to the bottom of the garden and the field my house backs on to.
Since Ben could take a fox, I am guessing he was just shocked by it, he's never met one before. What with that and the earthquake, the poor thing probably thinks the garden at night is out to get him. The whole thing happened in the space of 60 seconds, it was a bit crazy.
According to the news, the earthquake measured 5.2.