I took the dogs for a walk today at Moreton shore. Yesterday we’d noticed that the ducks were coming towards us hoping for bread, so today I took some along.
The pond was almost totally frozen over with just a small gap where the ducks were swimming. I threw all the bread onto the ice (much of which was taken by gulls) and was just about to leave when I thought I’d take a photo with my Blackberry:
Toffee chose that very moment to run onto the ice to steal bread / chase gulls. “Toffee, no!” I called. She stopped, and promptly fell through the ice in the middle of the pond.
She couldn’t get out. She couldn’t climb onto the ice or break through it.
I threw some logs onto the ice but it was too thick to break through. Only one thing for it: I took off my coat, fleece, boots, socks and trousers and waded into the icy water barefoot. I smashed my way through to Toffee (who was now tiring) and brought her to shore. I put my dry clothes back on and we headed back to the car, with Toffee leading the way!
We both needed warming up when we got home.
