Saturday and Sunday mornings were really frosty. It looks like a light snow, but it is just frost. Skylar is bringing the ball back. It is never too cold (or anything else extreme) to play. Skylar had wanted out at three am and was waiting for me to come out a seven. Can you just imagine; thirteen degrees and she is just fine.
Sissy is really furry also. She doesn't want outside in the middle of the night, though.
Poppet and Suki are trying to find a few sprigs of grass. Not very successful is my guess. I broke the ice out of the water trough and carried buckets of water out for them. I have two water troughs, one at the barn and one on the other side of the fence near the house.