Storm?

I woke up at 1:30 A.M.. I looked outside, expecting to see polar bears roaming in the driveway. Nothing seems to have happened. There is no further accumulation of snow and no deluge of ice. Somehow this little town has dodged the blizzard of the century. Could this have anything to do with Puxatawny Phil? Despite all of the Accuweather radar and computer forecasting, could a small furry mammal be in charge of the weather? It is a reassuring thought and makes more sense than all of the charts and diagrams. Someone had better make sure that that little woodchuck has some nice carrots to munch. If he is unhappy, we could be in for some trouble.