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Around about this time we started to pay more attention to what was happening around us. It was, in fact, Time to Climb Out of the Box. One of the others didn't want to but Mum pushed him out with her nose. Come on, she seemed to be telling him. Up and about! We didn't know it at the time but this was part of Mum's Plan to get us to leave home. Outside the box the world was a bit strange. The floor was fluffy like the box had been, but there was a lot more of it, and there were tall things looming up above our heads. We didn't know what they were for but it was quite exciting rubbing against them. We soon figured out that we could then sniff them and smell each our different scents on it. We played around on the floor for ages until Mum put us back in the box again. She carries us really carefully and it makes us sort of sleepy when she does that. You'd think it would hurt, being picked up by the skin at the back of the neck, but it didn't at the time. It did later, but that's another story.