Actually, she fell in. I was sitting up on the front bench and I guess with the bulky life vest she couldn't make the jump and scratched her way down and backwards over the front deck while we were motoring the day before Dawson. As we quickly put the boat into neutral she popped up again astern of us having made the trip between the pontoons. In a couple seconds she was 50 feet behind us and paddling fast to catch up. A couple seconds later I had her scooped up with the boat pole hooked into her life jacket and she was shivering on deck. You would think she would be more careful after that but no, she does whatever she wants to, comes when called when convenient and has no tolerance for the beavers that taunt her from a few feet away. I think she is glad to be here, who knows.