Local Rodent Sees Shadow, Is Cranky

One may be a Proper Bostonian now, but one was a Proper Pennsylvanian then.  It's hard to break old habits, so this morning I grabbed my groundhog — or my closest, most reasonable facsimile of a rodent, this being Boston. (You never see groundhogs in Boston; they prefer Pennsylvania for reasons unknown, and they are a dime a dozen down there.)

I placed my rodent facsimile in natural light and asked him if he saw his shadow:

Possum tries to avoid seeing his shadow.

He wasn't fully awake and said he couldn't see much of anything, and how dare I photograph him before his morning grooming session, and between first and second breakfast. He said a few more crabby things I won't repeat, and went into a temper and smacked Snalbert, who smacked him back. 

They are not shaking hands.

Bad morning disposition aside, I can see Possum's shadow in the large photo, and you can, too. I'm sure he saw it as well but was just being contentious. So that means we can expect six more weeks of winter, or whatever you call this non-season we're having.