I’d never climbed a tree before Calvin and Hobbes came to live with us. Calvin is the real climber. In a split second, she runs to the trees and hikes up into the limbs. Hobbes easily follows.

I had to watch them both for a while, to make sure they were okay, before climbing up myself. They were patient with me.

Now, we all poke around in the tree branches. We never dare one another, or brag, we just have fun and cause Cheryl to smile at our cuteness.