Kenny would have stopped her from climbing it in the first place, but he was busy.
While Jill managed to get halfway up the light pole, we didn't really have to worry about Emmi.
The real trouble came however, when we went back inside. We discovered that while we were outside, JR, the stuffed dog, had committed suicide.
I am sure it has something to do with the smiley face I found drawn on his ass when I took him down from that coat hanger. It must have been demeaning, and he was over the abuse.