This morning, when I got up to let ABBY out, there was a layer of ice covering the back conrete patio. Since I had watched the weather broadcast earlier, I knew about icy conditions outside and had already decided that I wasn't going out there in it. Well guess who didn't pay attention to the warnings. That's right, ABBY. Usually, when she first goes out in the morning, she tears ass out to the shed to see if there is a cat that has taken up residence in it. Only this morning didn't go as she had planned. Oh, she was revved up and raring to go, alright. But as soon as she cleared the door and hit the icy patio, all four of her legs went out from under her in different directions. She slid, on her belly, all the way across frozen concrete until hitting where it ended and the lawn starts. I couldn't keep from laughing.