WILL WILLIE SEE HIS SHADOW?

WILL THE GROUND HOG SEE HIS SHADOW?

I REALLY HOPE HE WON'T

WHY?

BECAUSE WE WILL THEN HAVE OUR SPRING EARLY

DIARY OF A GROUND HOG

Thursday February 2, 2006

"No, although I have a shadowy past
I still did not see my shadow".

According to what tradition holds is that if a ground-hog casts a shadow on February 2 then winter is here to stay for another 6 weeks, but if there's no shadow spring will come early.

Funny, how this groundhog has so to much to do about how long the winter is going to last or cut short. Who put him in charge of predicting the weather for me in the first place? Have I lost faith in earth weather satellites? I feel the poor guy may be bored to death down below and happens to come up for a breath of fresh air. Still funny is how serious the guy is to make a prediction for humans. I think in reality he is probably the chosen one sent up to ground level by his soul mates and report back whether it is safe to surface.

Today I rose before dawn. It was cloudy. Went back to sleep. Got up again, dressed and went out. I did not see my shadow, so I went into the house and slept again. Did not go to work. Lost a day's pay.

Lucky groundhog. He can go back into his hole if he doesn't like it up here on ground zero. He can hibernate. Or chase his furry crooked shadow if he has to when he comes out next for all I care. I have to bloody got to go to work whether I see my shadow or not.

Friday February 3, 2006

Yesterday I must have played havoc with the lives of a million (on a rough count) folks up there on ground zero. Are they so dumb and gullible to fall for this one? I merely went up to have some fun. Shadow? What shadow? Never have I said anything about a shadow to anyone. They are simply making this up. It is dark as hell down here 24/7 and I was blinded by the cloudy brightness as I boldly ventured out of the earth to have a quick peep to see what's going on in the neighbourhood and check out the surroundings. But I swear that I saw no shadow.

Thursday February 4, 2006

Beating a hasty retreat back to my den yesterday has made me look back on the brighter side of my little adventure. Sorry folks I did not mean to be mean! Hey! How’s that for a vocab from down under? I just realized that perhaps, I make them forget the usual humdrum and monotonous life they lead in the human rat-race as I entice them with my tactics and cool strategy while they wait in anticipation for my grand annual appearance, or so they seem to think. In fact I was up there 2 weeks ago. Only thing was that none of the folks knew that. No one noticed. Any way the point I am trying to make about the good side is that tiny and insignificant that I am the remaining 364 days of the year I manage to steal at least one day of their attention and bask in glory and fame, successfully diverting their minds away from the usual fare of daily news – reports of strife, war, floods, downpours, snowstorms, blizzards and dirty politics going on all over the world. And gossip and rumours about celebrities.