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Groundhog Day

 From my book,  Dear Diary, Action Packed Adventures of an Infant Boy

Today is Sunday, February 2^nd. On the front page is a picture of a pudgy rodent with his head sticking out of the ground. Why would the Journal waste ink on some dumb animal? I look at Wizard, pointing at ‘Pudgy’ with a quizzical expression, ‘What’s with this?’

Wizard tells me it’s one of those strange rituals we have in society. The way I see it — according to the theory — Pudgy sticks his head out of his burrow; if he sees his shadow and returns to his hole, we will have six more weeks of winter. If Pudgy doesn’t see his shadow, spring will come early. Yeah, like some dumb animal is going to predict the weather. Does he check out almanacs and recent weather reports? I doubt it. 

They should change his name to Phoney Phil.