Yes, I’m sure they all get together and have a chat to decide what mayhem they’re going to cause the next day.
I’m also sure they get together and decide who is going to injure themselves in some obscure and random way. I had 2 weeks of having to get the vet out every other day while my 2 took it in turns to colic. Was terrifying and expensive!
My 2 take each other’s rugs off, untie each other when they’re tied up, take it in turns to sniff the electric fence by the gate so they can panic and tread on my foot, my oldie has worked out how to escape from her stable and let her friends out - I clip a lead rope to the bolt to stop her opening it but if I ever forget, she knows. The other one, I swear goes and looks for stuff to spook at - doesn’t care about cars, buses, lorries, loads like a superstar, but spooks at random shit - daffodils, her haynet, her own poo.
I swear they’re all on a wind up and they’re all laughing at me once they’re in their stables for the night