The brash impunity of youth. Every single time I let Bess and Ruff out in the backyard I warn her, Stay Off The Pool Cover. Yeah, sure. But the excitement and the temptation seem to overcome the fear of punishment. Ha! What punishment, all you do is remind me once again. The warrior queen is immune to fear. Ruff taught me that.
What appeared to be some fear in slipping on the snow covered slope of the pool cover yesterday apparently was only short-lived. I saw the hundreds of footprints in the snow this morning so I know Bessie was all over the pool cover last night in the dark. But what amazed me was when I caught her casually trotting down and across the cover this afternoon with not a care in the world.
The weatherman has predicted above freezing temperatures for Sunday thru Wednesday so the ice on the cover will probably melt. I will have to keep an eye on the little queen to make sure she doesn't try to go swimming.
I'm only guessing what Ruff had in mind when he raised this little girl. I jokingly referred to her as his Warrior Queen but in the absence of not being raised by a female, little Bess has turned into a Tomboy.