This is my page dedicated to Eeyore, that wonderfully grumpy, depressive, and adorable donkey from Winnie the Pooh. You know, the one whose tail keeps falling off? For some reason I feel a bit of a kinship with this quirky creature.
"Let's have a look," said Eeyore, and he turned slowly round to the place where his tail had been a little while ago, and then, finding that he couldn't catch it up, he turned round the other way, until he came back to where he was at first, and then he put his head down and looked between his front legs, and at last he said, with a long, sad sigh, "I believe you're right."
Eeyore's favorite food is thistles.
Yep, my tail's still there.
"' Good Morning, Pooh Bear,' said Eeyore gloomily. 'If it is a good morning,' he said. 'Which I doubt,' he said."
Turn that frown upside down.
The old grey donkey, Eeyore, stood by himself in a thistly corner of the Forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself, "Why?" and sometimes he thought, "Wherefore?" and sometimes he thought, "Inasmuch as which?" and sometimes he didn't quite know what he was thinking about.
from "The Pooh Book of Quotations" by A. A. Milne
'They're funny things, Accidents. You never have them 'til you're having them.'
More classic Eeyore
Winnie the Pooh, Chapter Four
In which Eeyore loses a tail, and Pooh finds one...
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