Remember a while back, when the heating guy was in our house and he went up in the attic?
Josie decided she was curious about the pull-down stairs that go into the attic. But Dad was right there and only let her get a few paws on the ladder (and got this picture).
Well, the other day Dad was hanging the light fixture he bought for Mom (that HUGE box that arrived a few weeks ago). Since the lamp hangs from a long cord, and Dad wanted it closer to the ceiling, he was up in the attic seeing if he might need to pull some cord up into the attic (he couldn't, and didn't need to, anyway). But when he started to come down the ladder, guess who was more than halfway up? Josie! If not for some insulation on the backside of the ladder door, I'm pretty sure she would have been right up there with Dad. It's a good thing Mom was there to get Josie because I'm not sure that Dad would have been able to get down with her on the ladder (he's not always too coordinated, so we're just happy he didn't break his neck, or fall through the attic). Josie has always been the most daring of the four of us, and she just proved it again on Saturday.