Jailed.

Cute they may be, but adolescence led them to bad behavior. Constant corralling interrupted my gardening aka mental processing time. The girls pushed the scope of their free range. Numerous warnings unheeded. The moment their toes hit the sidewalk the race began. While I may not be faster than the four of them, I am a tad smarter. Once in the house, I screened them in and returned to my garden glancing over my shoulder catching them standing at the door yearning to be released. A rather pathetic attempt, but picture worthy nonetheless.