With a low last night of minus eight degrees (I believe that’s about 46 for our American friends), we found our pond quite frozen around the edges this morning. You’ve never seen a happier boy and dog.
Walking on top of the pond that he has so far been used to swimming in was definitely a novel experience. Just the day before, when it was slightly above zero, he had indeed been for a short swim.
A true friend, Reggie did his best to help remove a rock from the icy pond.
Although he really has more of a taste for pond ice than rocks.
We were pretty surprised by just how thick the ice was in some places, but our pond is in a valley that easily goes five degrees below recorded temperatures up at the house. All in all, a pretty swell start to the day.