I couldn’t help but post twice today. After many, many attempts, I finally got a picture of “Gert the Groundhog” without catching the glare from my camera’s flash. Gert and I have a long history of coexistence. Similar to her cousin, Punxsutawney Phil, she also predicts weather, just not on Groundhog Day. For example, this past September, Gert was seen carrying a huge piece of heavy-duty plastic, not just a plastic bag, but serious plastic, under my front porch to weatherproof and waterproof her home and, as she tried to tell us, we had way too much snow.
I can usually tell from Rozie’s bark when Gert is entering or exiting her home, and she knows us for sure because she will just sit there and smirk as if to say, ha-ha-ha, you can’t catch me!