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There is no dog in the picture, I know. Also it is a big mess and I have a DOOR in my back garden. There is also a microwave out there. I am officially a hillbilly. Seriously, we are going to the dump tomorrow.

The dog-related part of this post is that today, for the first time, Hazel jumped from the grass into the house. It's 6ish feet, by my estimation. Which is kind of a long distance to jump, if you ask me. It was even more impressive because she was responding to a 'come,' but maybe she knew she was in for a tasty bit of liver.

She has, I feel I should mention, attempted this jump once in the past. She was still a little pup, maybe 4 or 5 months old? And she made it with her front half but her back half kind of missed and she meeped because I imagine she hurt her tum a bit. I didn't think she would ever try it again.

FURTHERMORE! In the world of crazy coincidences, today Hazel came into season. Aww poor thing she is not liking the not being allowed off lead. But the coincidence is that a few months ago I asked Hazel's breeder when her mom had her first season and he replied *today*. It's crazy weird. Well, a little, anyway.

Also, the training workshops we had signed up for tomorrow and the 24th are bust now. Shame.