I looked outside this morning and the sidewalks looked a bit wet but clear of ice. I harnessed up Willow and we went out for a morning walk. Walks are really reliably satisfying for Willow and she always sleeps for a couple of hours after one. However, once we got out onto the sidewalk we found a nearly continuous sheet of black ice where the ice is invisible underneath a slight coat of wet. They look like damp spots but they're sheer, incredibly frictionless ice. Willow slipped but didn't fall the second she got on the walkway. I decided to shorten the walk but it was wicked everywhere and even Willow with four on the floor and built low to the ground was having trouble. We managed it with cautious slow walking but I was thinking, as I slid my way along, that having a dog was supposed to add years to my life according to the studies. I'm not so sure. We aren't venturing forth, other than to the backyard, for the foreseeable future. On the plus side it is supposed to be above freezing for most of the week.