We did see cougars, otters, and a fisher, all of which The Bairn called kitties.
And we did get pictures taken with the live-action groundhog. I don't know if The Bairn was more stunned that he was asked to smile while hovering near a giant, thumbs-uping groundhog, or from the cold. His poor pink cheeks!
We warmed up at the Shubie Sam breakfast at the Shubie Legion, where The Bairn ate my pancakes and half my eggs and toast and where he lost a sock, leading all the elderly in attendance to question him again and again about where it had gone. (He didn't know.)