Rosa waved her hand. "I'll be fine," she said, rubbing her arms slightly, glancing over to where Arlo 2 rolled over on her back, wiggling her butt, inviting belly rubs that will totally have to wait because she was not going to encourage her or look like she totally loved giving belly rubs in front of other people. "She'll get tired eventually, and by then she'll have jumped through so much of the snow that it should be easy to pull her out."