Unfortunately for us in the intermountain west, we're in for more winter here in Utah. Nobody east of the Rockies, and that includes the venerable Pauxatauny Phil, can forecast the weather here. Being a former weather forecaster myself, I celebrate it with "Gizzy Joe," our 13 pound black and white cat who serves as our pseudo-groundhog. When I get home from work on Groundhog Day, I grab him and toss him outside. If he sees his shadow, or sticks his paw into a snowbank, it's 6 more weeks of winter here. It was a bright sunny day, and he was shaking the snow off all 4 paws, so I guess we're still in for it here.