Many years ago, before I farmed, myself and my then hubby were having a Sunday morning lie-in. The recently acquired kittens were playing entertainingly, the sun was shining through the bedroom curtains. Suddenly we realised we had not heard the kitties for a few minutes and that the bedroom window was open. XH jumped up and looked out the window, there were the kitties in the flowerbed below! (And no we didn't live in a bungalow.) He took the stairs four at a time I think, flung open the door and pounced on the (totally unharmed) little black fluffy bundles. Then he realised, as he looked across the close to the houses opposite, that he was start b*!!*&< naked!