Music Welcome to snoozecast. The podcast is on to help you fall asleep. Find a set snoozecast.com and if you enjoy our show, please share us with a friend. This episode is brought to you by… that sort of bear. Tonight, we'll continue the 1928 Children's Book by A.A. Millen, the house of Poo Corner. In the last episode, Poo discovers that fur cones and later sticks dropped into the slow-moving river reappear downstream, inventing the game

of pooh sticks, which leads to playful mishaps, such as Tigger bouncing E.R. into the water. Rabbit seeks Christopher Robin's judgment, and Christopher Robin suggests they simply play poustics together,

turning the moment into a peaceful pastime by the river. Let's get cozy, close your eyes, Relax your body into the softness of your bed.

Now, take a few deep breaths. Deep. Wraths. Chapter 7 In which Tigger is unbalanced. One day Rabbit and Piclit were sitting outside Pooh's front door listening to Rabbit and Pooh was sitting with them. It was a drowsy summer afternoon and the forest was full of gentle sounds, which all seemed to be saying to Poo. Don't listen to rabbit. Listen to me. So he got into a comfortable position for not listening to rabbit, and from time to time he opened his eyes to say, ah, and then closed them again to say, true. And from time to time, Rabbit said, you see what I mean, Piglet? Very earnestly. And Piglet nodded earnestly to show that he did. In fact, said Rabbit, coming to the end of it at last. Tigger is getting so bouncy nowadays that it's time we taught him a lesson. Don't you think so, Piglet? Piglet said that Tigger was very bouncy, and that if they could think of a way of unbouncing him it would be a very good idea. Just what I feel, said Rabbit. What do you say, Pooh? Pooh opened his eyes with a jerk and said, extremely. Extremely what? Then asked Rabbit. What do you were saying?" said Pooh, undoubtedly. Piglet gave Pooh a stiffening sort of nudge, and Pooh, who felt more and more that he was somewhere else, got up slowly and began to look for himself. But how shall we do it?" asked Piglet. Oh, what sort of lesson, rabbit? That's the point, said rabbit. The word lesson came back to Poo as one he had heard before somewhere. There's a thing called twice times. He said, Christopher Robin tried to teach it to me once, but it didn't... What didn't, said Rabbit? Didn't what? Said Piglet. Poo shook his head. I don't know. He said. It just didn't. What are we talking about? Poo said Piglet reproachfully. Haven't you been listening to what Rabbit was saying? I listened, but I had a small piece of fluff in my ear. Could you say it again, please, rabbit? Rabbit never minded saying things again, so he asked where he should begin from, and when Pooh had said from the moment when the fluff got in his ear, and rabbit had asked when that was, and Pooh had said he didn't know because he hadn't heard properly.

Piglet settled it all by saying that what they were trying to do was, they were just trying to think of a way to get the bounces out of Tigger. Because however much you liked him, you couldn't deny it. He did bounce.

Oh, I say," said Poo. There's too much of him," said Rabbit. That's what it comes to. Poo tried to think, and all he could think of was something which didn't help at all. So he hummed it very quietly to himself. If rapid was bigger and fatter and stronger, her bigger than ticker, if ticker was smaller than ticker's bad habit of bouncing at rabbit, would matter no longer if rabbit was taller. What was poo saying? Asked rabbit. Any good? No. Said poo sadly. No good. Well, I've got an idea, said Rabbit, and here it is. We take ticker for a long explore. Somewhere where he's never been. And we lose him there. And next morning we find him again. And mark my words, he'll be a different ticker all together.

Why?" said Pooh. Because he'll be a humble ticker. Because he'll be a sad ticker. A melancholy ticker. A small and sorry ticker. And oh rabbit, I am glad to see you ticker. That's why. Will he be glad to see me in Piglet 2?

Of course!

That's good," said Pooh. "'I should hate him to go on being sad,' said Piglet doubtfully. Tigger's never go on being sad,' explained Rabbit. They get over it with astonishing repeated. I asked Dauwell just to make sure and he said that's what they always get over it with astonishing rapidity. I asked Owl just to make sure, and he said, that's what they always get over it with. But if we can make ticker feel small and sad for just five minutes, we shall have done a good deed." Would Christopher Robin think so?" asked Picklett.

Yes, said Robert, he'd say you've done a good deed, Piclit.

I would have done it myself only, and I happened to be doing something else. Thank you, Picklett. And Poo, of course. Picklett felt very glad about this, and he saw at once that what they were going to do to ticker was a good thing to do. And as P and rabbit were doing it with him, it was such a thing which even a very small animal could wake up in the morning and be comfortable about doing. So the only question was, where should they lose ticker? Well take them to the North Pole, said rabbit, because it was a very long explorer finding it, So it will be a very long explore for Tigger un-finding it again. It was now Pooh's turn to feel very glad because it was he who had first found the North Pole. And when they got there, Tigger would see a notice which said, discovered by Pooh, Pooh found it. And then Tigger would know, which perhaps he didn't know, the sort of bear poo was. That sort of bear. So it was arranged so that they should start next morning in that rabbit, who lived near Kinga and Roo and Tigger should now go home and ask Tigger what he was doing tomorrow. Because if he wasn't doing anything, what about coming for an explorer and getting poo and piglet to come to? And if Tigger said, yes, that would be all right. And if he said no, he won't, said rabbit. Leave it to me, and he went off, Bizzily. The next day was quite a different day instead of being hot and sunny. it was cold and misty. Pood didn't mind for himself, but when he thought of all the honey the bees wouldn't be making a cold and misty day always made him feel sorry for them. He said so to Piglet when Piglet came to fetch him. And Piglet said that he wasn't thinking of that so much, but of how cold and miserable

it would be, being lost all day and night on the top of the forest. But when he and Poo had got to Rabbit's house, Rabbit said it was just the day for them, because Tigger always bounced on ahead of everybody. And as soon as he got out of sight, they would hurry away in the other direction, and he would never see them again.

Not ever, said Piglet. Well, not until we find him again, Piglet, tomorrow, or whenever it is. Come on, he's waiting for us. When they got to Kinga's house, they found that Roo was waiting too. Being a great friend of Tiggers, which made it awkward, but Rabbit whispered, leave this to me, behind his paw to poo, and went up to Kenga. I don't think Rue had better come," he said, not today. Why not?" said Rue, who wasn't supposed to be listening. Nasty cold day, said Rabbit, shaking his head. And you were coughing this morning. How do you know? X Ru, indignantly. Oh Ru, you never told me, said Kanga reproachfully. It was a biscuit cough, said Ru. Not when you tell about. I think not today dear, another day. Tomorrow? Said Rue, hopefully. We'll see," said Kenga. You're always seeing and nothing ever happens," said Rue, sadly. Nobody could see on a day like this Rue. Said rabbit. I don't expect we shall get very far and then this afternoon we'll all we'll Tigger. There you are. Come on. Goodbye, Rue. This is afternoon. We'll come on. Poo already. That's right. Come on. So they went and first Poo and rabbit and piglet walked together and Tigger ran around them in circles. And then when the path got narrower, rabbit, piglet and poo walked one after another and Tigger ran around them in oblongs and by and by. And as they got higher, the mist got thicker, so that ticker kept disappearing.

And then when you thought he wasn't there, there he was again, saying, I say, come on, and before you could say anything, there he wasn't. Rabbit turned round and nudged Piglet. The next time he said, tell Poo. The next time said Piglet to poo.

The next what?

Said poo to Piglet. Tigger appeared suddenly, bounced into rabbit and disappeared again. Now said rabbit. He jumped into a hollow by the side of the path. And Poo and Piglet jumped after him. They crouched in the bracket, listening. The forest was

very silent when you stopped and listened to it. They could see nothing, and hear nothing.

Shhh, said Rabbit.

I am, said Poo.

Hello?

Called Tigger?

Rabbit nudged Poo, and Poo looked about for Piglet to nudge. That's funny, said Tigger. There was a moment's silence, and then they heard him pattering off again, for a little longer they waited until the forest had become so still that it almost frightened them. And then Rabbit got up and stretched himself. "'Well,' he said, whispering proudly. "'There we are, just as I said. I've been thinking,' said Poo. "'And I think, no,' said Rabbit. "'Don't. Run. Come on. And they all heard her eat off. Rabbit leading the way. Now, said Rabbit. After they had all gone a little way, we can talk. What were you going to say, Pooh? Nothing much. Why are we going along here? Because it's the the way home.' "'Oh,' said Poo.' "'I think it's more to the right,' said Piglet nervously. "'What do you think, Poo?' "'Well,' he said slowly. "'Come on,' said Rabbit. "' I know it's this way."

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