This series of storms started out as just a little bit of freezing drizzle and then changed to sleet. Not a big problem, since sleet doesn't build up on trees or make the roads slick. It accumulated harmlessly in our yard, looking like snow, and we didn't worry.
Then we got off-and-on freezing drizzle again, which joined with the sleet on the ground to make a wonderful ice-skating rink, right in my own yard.
I haven't ventured further than just outside the door, where I can hang onto a door handle to keep from falling.
This presents two problems for Sadie, my dog: First, she feels that the icy, hard surface is not the proper sort of place to potty. It feels too much like a floor, perhaps. Second, since I won't leave the door handle, Sadie can't get to her usual potty area. I have to keep her on her retractable leash because she runs away, given the opportunity.
So when I'd take her out, she'd circle and sniff, semi-squat as if to pee, change her mind, circle again, and return to me, mission not accomplished.
I admire her for her bladder capacity. Her last potty break was at 6 PM yesterday. She finally was able to relieve herself this morning at 8. Once she started, I thought she'd sprung a permanent leak, because she "went" for a long time.