My cat could do a better job

Of predicting the weather in Maine.

Seriously.

When the forecasters (and I use that term lightly) say that we're definitely getting a big snow, we end up with an inch or less and maybe some sleet.

When they announced a flurry for the afternoon, by morning six inches had fallen.

And then they feel it necessary to remind us that it is very difficult to predict storms this time of year.

Well, yeah, for cats. But if you're a meterologist with Doppler 9 zillion, I'd think maybe, you could come a bit closer in your predictions.

Just my humble (and, yes, slightly cranky) opinion.