Early Spring?

Punxsutawney Phil predicted an early spring this year. I'm here to say that he got it wrong. As I sit here in my kitchen, I'm watching inches of snow hit the ground. The ground that is already covered with inches of snow from the last storm; which ended yesterday. Blanche was caked under about 2 inches of ice. Sheer ice that made my knuckles bleed when my frostbitten hands slipped off the ice-scraper and skidded up and down my windshield. Not Cool.

I'm also here to say that if Phil keeps predicting the weather wrong, I'm siding with PETA and their quest to change Punxsutawney Phil into an animatronic groundhog.

Phil

Phil Again

Just kidding. Phil is so cute! And apparently, immortal. He is given a dose of "groundhog punch" every summer which is meant to extend his life for seven years. I want to know what's in the punch, patent that ish, and then save lives!