Groundhog Day
“Fawn,” said Spot, noticing that her friend was getting ready to go outside. “What are you doing? It’s freezing outside today.”
“Don’t you know what day it is?” asked Fawn.
“Let’s see,” said Spot, looking at the calendar that hung on the wall of the barn. “It is February 2. Oh, it’s Groundhog Day! Wait for me. I’ll come too.”
“Okay,” said Fawn. “But hurry.”
Fawn and Spot walked over to what they know as Groundhog Hill, where every year on February 2, a groundhog pops up through his hole to predict the coming of spring.
“It’s cold today,” said Spot.
“Yes it is,” said Fawn. “I could sure use a hot chocolate.”
“I could go make you one,” said Spot. “You will have to make sure you keep watch over the hole.”
“Of course I will,” said Fawn.
“Okay,” said Spot. “I will see you in a few minutes.”
Spot went inside and made Fawn some hot chocolate. She poured it into a thermos and took it outside to him. Just as Spot was coming over the hill, she saw a groundhog poke its head out of a hole. She saw the groundhog take a look around and then scurry back inside his hole.
“Fawn!” exclaimed Spot, who saw her friend looking at a different hole. “I just saw the groundhog.”
“Impossible,” said Fawn. “I’ve been looking at this hole since you left.”
“But Fawn,” said Spot, as she watched a rabbit poke his head out of the hole Fawn was watching. “You’ve been looking at the wrong hole.”
“No!” exclaimed Fawn. “Now I’ll never know when spring is going to be here!”
“I do,” said Spot. “And it won’t be anytime soon.”
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