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Just a moment ago, WB was puttering and babbling happily at my feet while I typed.

Then he wasn't. In a snap, he scampered up onto the chair and scaled the table. Without hesitation, he came after the keyboard with glee.

I was astonished. I knew this was coming, but I'm still surprised. Climbing into the chairs? Already? Climbing onto the table? Already?

He's just done it again. He's pretty pleased with himself about it too--my 20-pound mountain goat.