Mr. Pig here. I think my heart is still beating, but I can tell you that it climbed all the way up into my throat while my legs turned into water. Up on the post, you can see Leonardo, perched on the very edge. He is definitely the daredevil of the bunch. I'm trying to trust that the squealers know what they're doing and that they can decide for themselves what they should climb and how far up they should go. The trouble is, Leonardo is slightly bigger and stronger than the other two. When he climbs, the littler ones invariably try to follow him. I'm never sure when to restrain them.
As you can see, today was cold, grey, foggy and damp. Since Crystal still felt that the squealers needed to spend time outdoors, I took them to their favorite playground, where everything was covered with the remains of yesterday's snow. My heart palpitations notwithstanding, we all made it home safely.
