Sorry I keep boring you with the tales of my boys, but they really do crack me up with some of the things they do.
We have a huge pile of firewood in our barn, it must be 8ft high. Both boys but Billy especially, make a beeline for it when I let them out, and climb all over it looking for tasty bit of bark. I have my heart in my mouth, worrying that they will fall down.
However, the other day, we had the fright of our lives when Billy jumped up onto the windowsill of our lounge to look in at us. We live in a small stone cottage, and the windows are very small! Then it was up, down, up, down until it was dark. Yesterday, Toby was looking longingly at Billy on the sill, and as soon as Bill got down, Toby jumped up. Well, Toby is a LOT fatter than Billy, so there was a huge thud as he made the leap. Billy then decided that he had had long enough up there, so jumped up too. They then proceeded to have fisticuffs so that one would get down. Billy, the lighter of the 2 , didn't stand a chance bless him. Thankfully, today was "wet play time" so I hope that they work out their windowsill rights before they are let out again! I got some great photos of them, so I hope to post some before long.