So, at worst you'd get an ice-cold dunk and drag your ass to shore. I friend of mine fell through ice and the water was about 5-6 feet, we dragged him out, problem was it was single digits and his clothes turned to ice taking him home.
Seems in April there was one in Connecticut, my lawn was brown and dormant, we'd go 45 minutes south into Connecticut for golf, and the grass was nice and green a goods two weeks before mine.
My mother in law adopted two cats when she was 80, they were adult cats so she's still around at 96 and the cats are gone. I was worried we'd get stuck with them if anything happened, dodged a bullet.