When it comes to stunningly stupid customs, America has plenty of inventory but none so incredibly dumb as the annual weather prognostication by the rodent Marmota monax, also known as a groundhog, woodchuck or General Pain in the A…you get it.
From year to year I occasionally get an urge to post about Groundhog Day but, frankly, have too much self-respect. That condition never has afflicted my very good friend and fellow dog blogger Martha who wrote what I consider to be the best Groundhog Day post ever seen on WordPress.I am happy and more than a little embarrassed to re-post her tale and recommend her blog – Walking Chester to you reprobates.
When I was two years and 19 days old my sister was born. From that day on it was my job to torment her. When we were teens, we fought over clothing, the phone, and everything else. I realized recently that the problem wasn’t that I didn’t like my sister, it’s that I wished I was more like her. She had all the traits in high school that I envied. She had friends that laughed, partied, and probably a lot more that I wouldn’t know about. She had cool clothes and long, curly hair. In college, when I talked her into going through sorority rush, she had the Pi Phis attention. The Pi Phis wouldn’t look at me. I was quieter, and not as confident. But we all grow and change. Somewhere in our metamorphosis into decent adults, the idea of Bucket List Adventures was born.
It all began a…
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There is not much cuter than a fat, furry groundhog! Even if his prognostic abilities are suspect! I’m wearing my groundhog hat today in celebration!
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Of course you are, Martha. Probably sporting a pair of woodchuck slippers too. And to think I took abuse about an alleged possum fetish.
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Dang. I didn’t know there were groundhog hats. Here we mostly have parrotheads. And no one would dare deny a parrothead a beer!
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I can see this blog attracts only those with exquisite sartorial taste.
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Bless her little heart! She is precious.
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What the….?
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Don’t get violent.
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I don’t believe it!
https://www.dailyrecord.co.uk/scotland-now/jinx-seal-backs-scotland-keep-26131436
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Intelligent, seals….
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I thought Groundhogs were bad…
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When Scotland win I hope they contribute a bucket of fish…
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Intelligent, seals….
Smartest species in Scotland. Bar none. What no one has mentioned is that the seal will be playing for Scotland, not just watching and cheering on the team.
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In the interests of inclusivity and diversity…..
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So far the Cricket Scotland has denied seals the right to participate. I anticipate a lawsuit soon.
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Cricket Scotland will find itself in trouble if the seal claims to be transgender
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“To see or not to see…that is the question”… 😛
Oh, I went by to read Martha’s post! ‘Tis the greatest Groundhog’s Day post! 🙂 Thanks for sharing it with us!
What? Max doesn’t have a groundhog costume to wear today?!
(((HOGS))) 😛
PS…
Q: How do groundhogs smell?
A: With their noses just like everyone else! 😉
Oh, by the way…Did you know the Groundhog Day Drinking Team’s motto is “Drink ’til you see Phil”! 😀
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A great deal that has puzzled me about America now becomes clearer….
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Our humble Euro-descendants brought a lot of weird customs with them across the pond. Sadly social media has magnified the dumber ones.
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Did anyone import St. Swithin, do you know?
I have visions of policy making being decided on thr groundhog day pattern….
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Unfamiliar with him but given our drought conditions, perhaps I should begin to follow him more closely.
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St. Swithun’s day if thou dost rain
For forty days it will remain
St. Swithun’s day if thou be fair
For forty days ’twill rain nae mare
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This does not apply in Scotland.
There it rains 2 days out of 3.
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🤣
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And on the third day you get midges….
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This does not apply in Scotland.
There it rains 2 days out of 3.
Aye but I’m told nobody is sober enough to notice.
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Reminds me of a trip to Fort William with my father. A chap, well steaming, emerged from a hostelry and asked father what time it was…on being told he digested the information and then asked ‘ An’ whit day is it?’
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Sober? Says a man who gives his grandkids whisky decanters?
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You say that like it’s a bad thing.
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Did anyone import St. Swithin…
No, there were supply chain issues at Winchester Cathedral so we left him there in the rain.
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Don’t tell me he was another victim of Covid….
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Yes. Mind you, like most cases he died with Covid but not of Covid.
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At least he was not vaccinated to complicate matters further.
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He never wore a mask either.
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Probably used his mitre instead.
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Hmmm. That’s a different angle…
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I believe he was a Saxon rather than an Angle….
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A great deal that has puzzled me about America now becomes clearer….
And by that you are no doubt referring to Carolyn’s posts, right? Yes, we are all baffled by them, too.
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Bemused, baffled and bewildered, am I…but by America in general rather than any one American in particular….but weather forecasting by rodents…the mind boggles. Reasonable people stick to checking the seaweed hanging by the door to see if it is going to rain…or observe the action of cows…
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“Bemused, baffled and bewildered”…I was breaking out my Rodgers & Hart music collection before I realized there was no bewitched and bothered. I agree it’s silly to expect rodents to predict the weather. Much better to rely on former bishops of Winchester from the mid-900s.
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At least if you dig them up to ask about the weather you get the odour of sanctity rather than the odour of…rodent.
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Always works that seaweed.
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I must try it here….
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It’s at about this point that Martha starts questioning the wisdom of letting me re-post her blog. Too bad, Martha. Too bad.
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