I fell through the ice

The weather has been up and down lately, cold, warm, snow, rain, etc., you really never know what to wear when you leave the house. However this past Tuesday, the weather was warm enough that I decided to wear my running shoes to the dog park. Now when I say warm enough, I mean around 1° Celsius, 34° Fahrenheit for my American followers, Canadians will leave the hat and mittens at home, put on the running shoes instead of winter boots, and leave our coat zipper down. The ground was still frozen, so I wasn’t worried about muddy shoes or paws.

The dogs were running here and there, well Cocoa was mostly walking beside me, until he would see another dog that he decided was a threat to Bear. Cocoa is Bear’s bodyguard, which is quite funny, being that Cocoa is half the size of him, and certainly cannot run anywhere near as fast as Bear can. Cocoa also doesn’t really understand Bear play fighting with other dogs, he thinks Bear is being hurt, so he is right there to defend him.

We rarely take more than two walks around the entire dog park because of Cocoa’s arthritis, and of course mine. Lately we haven’t been doing the usual circle because this leash free dog park is prone to flooding, so there is a lot of water on the ground after the snow melts. Then of course the ground freezes again, leaving ice everywhere. On this particular day, I saw the dogs running across the ice so I figured it would hold me too. Ha! (Afterthought: the combined weight of Bear and Cocoa is less than what I weigh).

I put my one foot on the ice, it holds, I put my other foot on the ice, and then I start to hear the cracks. (Now before I scare the heck out of my readers, this is a very, very small creek that I am crossing, most could run and hop over it, but I can’t; it is also only a foot or so deep). My right foot falls through the ice, seconds later left goes under. My right is wet up to the middle of my shin, whereas the left is only wet up to my ankle. I easily pull my right up out of the ice, but my left is more difficult. The ice is broken like shards of glass, and they are poking into my ankle. Thankfully my thick sock and jeans are protecting my ankle from being cut. I finally get my foot out of the water, but both my feet are now frozen solid. The walk is over, and I’m off home to warm up.

Note to self: next time remember the dogs are lighter than I.

21 Replies to “I fell through the ice”

  1. Happy to hear it’s warming up in Canada after the temperatures from recent weeks… although 1° Celcius still sounds pretty cold to me as a Brit! So relieved that you only went in as far as your shins… Bear and Cocoa really need to take better care of you!

    1. lol, Bear and Cocoa have minds of their own. It is warming up which is wonderful, though there was snow flurries again yesterday but they didn’t say around long. Apparently we are supposed to reach 19 Celsius on Thurday!

  2. Oh, no, Catherine! I’m so sorry spring is not treating you well! Thank goodness for your socks and jeans. I’m also happy you didn’t get hurt.

  3. Oh dear!! We never have these kinds of problems in Jamaica (and I certainly wouldn’t go out with my coat zipper down in 1 degree Celsius!!) Glad you didn’t hurt yourself…

  4. Oh my gosh Catherine! I had visions of the fire department coming to pull you out of the icy water! I’m happy it was not serious and that you are ok, but what in the world made you think because the dogs could go on it, you could too?

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