Grim as it sounds, if something died in there, it has to be extracted.

So I, fearing for the neighborhood kitties, and worrying because I have seen what looked like cat tracks on the pond ice, don snow gear and go out to see what tracks can tell me.

Well, tracks immediately tell me this was not a cat, but a fairly fat raccoon. And that the visitation was before the last inch of snowfall. The pergola recorded really excellent tracks, but those beyond its cover were under new snow, which fell after 2 am.

And there was indeed an exit point. Raccoon fell in and broke the ice on the west side of the bridge, and had to swim under the bridge, breaking 3/4 inch thick ice all the way, to reach a shallow bank where he could climb out. There is a set of tracks departing…a very cold, soggy, fishless retreat.

Note to self: buy some black pepper before spring thaw.

But as you can see by the weather report in the last post, the pond should be well and truly frozen.