Our daredevil. I heard thumping from his room. Go upstairs to find the door locked & our poor Lab stuck in the room with him. When I tell him it's time for a nap, he climbs on my old rocking chair and then up onto the top of his dresser. He looks mighty pleased with himself. Then he threatens to jump. Only it's not a threat for him, but a big fun game. When I tell him no, it dawns on me... the thumping. Oh boy. "Did you jump down from there before?" And his reply? "YES!", pleased as punch with himself.
Boyhood...
