The prodigal son returns.

He did it!

In a stunning display of showmanship, Groundhog found his way home to Punxy just a few hours ago -- this Groundhog Morning.

Thousands upon thousands of Groundhog Day revellers erupted when the sage prognosticator made his first appearance in town in almost a year. When asked whether he was home for good, G-Hog replied, “Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!”

I’m going to Punxsutawney.

Dramatic Lemur is ready.

We're excited for Groundhog Day, too, dramatic lemur. We’re excited too.

Speaking of G-Hog (and what would we speak of this weekend -- the Super Bowl?), the word is he’s on his way back to Punxsutawney. To do what he was born to do – prognosticate the nation’s weather. Let’s see that pretty boy Tom Brady do that.

We’re going to Punxsutawney.

I’m going to Punxsutawney.

Search party mounted for Shadow. Erupts into raging party.

Groundhog is awol. Obviously, perhaps, Shadow has gone missing too. Thus fueling concern among the celebrodents’ respective entourages that the marmots are gone for good.

But any worrying quickly vanquished when a party broke out.

“It’s how Shadow woulda wanted it,” stated a gold Lamé-clad posse-member. “And we get points for having K-Fed there.”

A groundhog goes “poof.”

First, let me say one thing -- holy bejesus that was a good flick. Here’s to Feb 2.

Second, nobody knows where Groundhog is. His friends last saw him knocking back Bog Waters in the city.

“And then,” a friend says. “Poof. He was gone. Like Keyser Soze.”

Shadow nearly comes to blows with Lucky Cat.

In between bites of General Zso’s chicken at a restaurant in Lancaster, PA, Shadow got all militant when he spotted what he thought was a “Lucky Cat” mocking him.

A Lucky Cat, also known as a “Beckoning Cat” or “Welcoming Cat” is a popular Chinese sculpture of a cat with an upright paw. But a scientist at the University of Pittsburgh explains a different story:

“In the groundhog culture,” he explains, “a raised left paw can have any number of mocking connotations, including ‘you dance like a constipated lemming.’”
The crisis was averted when management told Shadow they’d be honored if he drank from the restaurant’s coy pond.

Brit trades fake Brit accent for fake Groundhogese accent.

Inexplicably, she's been carrying it around with her like a Big Gulp of Mountain Dew for the past few weeks. But Britney's finally giving up on the Brit accent for Groundhogese – the native tongue of G-Hog and Shadow. Her go-to Starbucks barista informs us:

“(Spears) came in and asked me to call her Phillis. Cuz of Phil the groundhog. Then she said, 'Eeee-reeeek, weeee! Weeeeee! Weeeeg! Screeeech!!'” The barista goes on to say, “So Brit, I mean, Phillis, keeps on screeching and making lots of clicks and bangs with her tongue until I go, 'Venti Vanilla Bean Frap?' And, and swear to god, she just licked her chops.

I miss the Rachel Weitz thing.

"I long for my stump."

That’s what one of our Plush insiders reports G-Hog told a guy at a Manhattan knish truck.

Coulda been that NYC knishes are made out of mashed potatoes, sauerkraut and subway rats.

But we think the star of Groundhog Crossing is just pining for the good ole days back home in Punxy. Get it? Pining? Because groundhogs like wood?

Marmots love rabbits. Rabbit punches, more so.

The celebrodents and their respective posses left the friendly confines of Pennsylvania for, of all places, New York City.

But where did the love go?

The city that never sleeps wasn’t big enough for Shadow or G-Hog as the fur flew once again.