My dad’s house was overrun by a tornado about 10 years ago. His house survived intact but his two neighbors’ houses were flattened and one of his neighbors was killed. The storm hit about 4am. At daybreak it looked like a war zone.
My dad’s dog was missing. They feared she had been picked up and flung into the nearby lake. Then about noontime, here she comes plodding down their street to the house. No idea where she had come from.
From that point on whenever a thunderstorm came through that dog was flying into the closet to hide.
The toll on humans often eclipses the effect on critters.