Freezing Cold

We have no more snow and ice on the ground, but it is freezing cold outside. Yesterday afternoon, Bow went out and spent some time in the outer pen despite the cold.

He stayed there a good long while and looked very contemplative, before he chose to go back in.

This morning patterns in frost adorned the glass in our front door. 

But the back door that leads to the outer pen was clear and transparent. Bow asked to go outside. I put on my heavy boots and jacket. When I opened the door to the outer pen, Bow gestured that I should go first. I thought this would be a nice opportunity to film him going out from a different angle. But then he hesitated. "Are you coming out?" I asked him and started to film. Bow shut the glass door in reply!

Needless to say, we went right back inside.