That reminds me of one of my worst frights. Walking in the park with a bunch of other dog owners. Five dogs go sniffing in the bush, four come out. Where's Louie? And there he was fallen through the ice and wimpering because he couldn't get out. A wonderful hero, another dog owner was on the ice before I could even react, slid over towards Louie before actually going through the ice himself. Eventually they both got out. The man just put his coat back on and went home for a hot shower, Louie went to the vets to check for hypothermia which he didn't have thank heavens. Did he learn his lesson - of course not. Next morning he was trying to go back into the same area of bush but this time he had a leash on.