Today is Groundhog Day. Punxsutawney Phil emerged from his undisclosed location and saw his shadow, thus dooming us to another six weeks of winter. For this, the crowd booed poor Phil. My friends, they booed a groundhog. Mind you, groundhogs are rodents and are not really all that cute in person, create problems for cattle farmers with their tunnels, and lack the same degree of charisma exuded by other types of burrowing creatures. But still, I wouldn't go so far as to actually boo one. Our family dog, Kuma, whacked a couple of groundhogs back in the day. Those groundhogs were named "meat."