February 2, 2002

• Wanting to be in the in crowd, wondering what the groung hog was doing, dog and I set out for the woods to find the rodent. We looked high and low, and suddenly out of the bushess, come’s a black, and white ground hog snorting and kiking his hind leggs. I asked him if he had seen his shadow, and he asked, was I suposed to, I found a lot of other stuff, and left a lot of notes around. So there you have it, another year to wonder about the rodent, and his ability to predict the weather.

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