Had been having a little rest this afternoon, (Im not too well at the moment)got up off the sofa to pop the kettle on, looked out into the porch and at the front door were two little men, just standing there as if they were asking to come in. Its official, my boys are escape artists, Toby included. We managed to get them back into their run, gave them some branches and leaves and left them alone. 10 minutes later, they were out again, in the woodbarn, where we keep their hay. After them running round the garden at 90 miles an hour, we got them back into their run again, then we increased the height of the fence. We thought we were safe...how wrong we were. Billy was just smooching round outside as if butter wouldnt melt. I couldnt understand it at all, there was no way he could jump the fence again. After much searching, I found a hole where the fence had come away from the side of their house, he had made it big enough to get through. I kept wondering what he was doing in the corner, NOW I KNOW!! Guess which Daddy will be mending that first thing tomorrow morning! Little scamps!