Just to really get in the spirit of things, every Feb. 2nd, in my family we dress up in animal skins and go out in the backyard and dig holes and spend the day in them underground eating grass and turnips and playing "Twister".
It's a little cramped and can get pretty messy in bad weather, but overall, it's a really good experience, and helps us remember what Groundhog Day is really supposed to be about. Except the "Twister" part. My grandmother insisted on that. But maybe the groundhog community will adopt that tradition as their own some day, who knows?
Another possible name for the groundhog is a marmot. It's grown in popularity near where I live because a) most people don't know the difference between a woodchuck and a rockchuck, so the generic term is easier and b) you can't possibly say the word without sounding at least a little backwoods.
Well how much wood would a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood if a woodchuck would chuck as much as a woodchuck would chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood?
When I was in school I had a friend who spent the night with me and the next morning my mom cooked pork sausage and eggs for breakfast. My dad held up a piece of sausage and told my friend, "This ground hog is really good. Want some?" My friend said, "Ewwww," and I was so embarrassed. My dad was the king of stupid dad jokes. Groundhogs are kind of cute but they devastate my garden sometimes, and they dig deep holes all around building foundations so they are a pest where I live.
Are groundhogs the ones that they get rid of by attaching a big vacuum to their burrow and sucking them out? On QI once they mentioned a pest control guy doing that, and he said that the animals get sucked into the truck and he releases them on the other side of the river, then waits for the people who live over there to call him :)
One of the funniest things I ever saw was when a pair of foxes and a groundhog were vying for the same burrow. We'd torn down an old corn crib but the concrete foundation was still there and there were several holes around it that groundhogs had dug. From my kitchen window I had seen a pair of red foxes checking out the old groundhog burrows under the concrete. The next morning I saw one of the foxes looking across the concrete to the other side. I wondered what it was looking at and as I watched, I saw a pair of ears slowly come up on the other side, and a groundhog's head popped into view. As soon as the fox saw it, the fox dropped back down immediately. Then the fox slowly rose up until it's ears and nose cleared the concrete and then the ground hog suddenly dropped down out of sight. They kept doing the peekaboo thing over and over but I finally had to leave. The next morning I saw the two foxes sunning themselves on top of the concrete so I guess they won the battle for the burrow
It's a little cramped and can get pretty messy in bad weather, but overall, it's a really good experience, and helps us remember what Groundhog Day is really supposed to be about. Except the "Twister" part. My grandmother insisted on that. But maybe the groundhog community will adopt that tradition as their own some day, who knows?