This is Hazel.
She’s the one in the middle, bookended by my dogs, Zoey and Nyx.
I found Hazel on my porch today, just sitting like a good girl, patiently waiting to be let in so she could play with her friends.
Hazel, of course, wasn’t supposed to come over.
Hazel was supposed to stay home.
Hazel was self-isolating with her family, nine houses away from mine. ...