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| I am pleased to see that you did not forget to come and see me, people forget me you know. I heard that you were in the 100 Aker Wood, and was wondering if you would come and see me. Did you see the thistles on the way in? Lovely aren't they? My friends have told me that you like to know about each of us. Well, I will tell you all about me. Well let me see, I am blue-gray in color, I am not that old as far as donkeys go, I am about as tall as you would think I am, and am stuffed with some sort of filling that makes me look ever so smart. My tail is the only real problem that I have, it tends to get lost from time to time, Christopher Robin is so helpful when it comes to putting it back on for me. I live the bottom right hand corner of the 100 Aker Woods (if you look at the map you will see it as Eeyore's Gloomy place) in a house that tends to fall down all the time. Today you are lucky, you have come when the house is fine. I have been told that I should brighten up a little, as my approach to life tends to be on the sad side. I have composed a poem you know..you will find out all about that if you look around. (Rather smart of me I think) Now I love to eat thistles, and just think that being remembered on my birthday, is the best thing of all. The one thing that I hate the most is being bounced. Tigger likes to do that, and I do not like it at all. Some of the things that I say all the time are: "If it is a good morning" "It's not much of a tail." "Most likely lose it again." "Weeks, months, years who knows" Some of my thoughts are: "In as much as which?" - "Why?" "Wherefore?" |
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| As I have said I have lost my tail many times, and there was this one time that Pooh came past and .....I think I will let Mr Milne tell the rest.... From Chapter Four: Winnie-the-Pooh In which Eeyore loses a tail and Pooh finds one ........."And how are you?" said Winnie-the-Pooh. Eeyore shook his head from side to side. "Not very how," he said. "I don't seem to have felt at all how for a long time." "Dear, dear," said Pooh, "I'm sorry about that. Let's have look at you." So Eeyore stood there, gazing sadly at the ground, and Winnie-the-Pooh walked round him once. "Why what's happened to your tail?" he said in surprise. "What has happened to it?" said Eeyore. "It isn't there!" "Are you sure?" "Well either a tail it there or it isn't there. You can't make a mistake about it, and yours isn't there!" "Then what is?" "Nothing.".......... So Winnie-the-Pooh went off to find Eeyore's tail......... "And if anyone knows anything about anything," said Bear to himself, "it's Owl, who knows something about something." ........."so there you are." Owl lived at the Chestnuts, and old-world residence of great charm, which was grander than anybody else's or seemed so to Bear, because it had both a knocker and a bell-pull. Underneath the knocker there was a notice which said : PLES RING IF RNSER IS REQIRD.........Underneath the bell-pull there was a notice which said: PLEZ CNOKE IF AN RNSR IS NOT REQIRD............ |
| "Owl! I require an answer! It's Bear speaking." And the door opened, and Owl looked out. "Hallo, Pooh," he said. "How's things?" "Terrible and sad," said Pooh, "because Eeyore, who is a friend on mine, has lost his tail. And he's Moping about it. So could you very kindly tell me how to find it for him?" ........... "The thing to do is as follow. First, Issue a Reward. Then----"............ "Well, then," said Owl, we write out this notice, and we put it up all over the Forest."......... So they went outside. An Pooh looked at the knocker and the notice below it, and he looked at the bell-rope and the notice below it, and the more he looked at the bell-rope, the more he felt that he had see something like it, somewhere else, sometime before. "Handsome bell-rope, isn't it?" said Owl. Pooh nodded. |
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| "It reminds me of something," he said, "but I can't think what. Where did you get it?" "I came across it in the Forest. It was hanging over a bush, and I thought at first somebody lived there, so I rang it, and nothing happened, and then I rang it again very loudly, and it came off in my hand, and as nobody seemed to want it, I took it home, and ---" "Owl," said Pooh solemly, "You made a mistake. Somebody did want it." "Who?" "Eeyore. My dear friend Eeyore. He was--he was fond of it." "Fond of it?" "Attatched to it," said Winnie-the-Pooh. So with these words he unhooked it and carried it back to Eeyore; and when Christopher Robin had nailed it on its right place again, Eeyore frisked about the forest, waving his tail so happily, that Winnie-the-Pooh came over all funny, and had to hurry home for a little snack of something to sustain him. |
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