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PooH FouND IT

Then they all went home again. And I think, but I am not quite sure, that Roo
had a hot bath and went straight to bed. But Pooh went back to his own house,
and feeling very proud of what he had done, had a little something to revive
himself.


Winnie-The-Pooh - Chapter 9


...IN WHICH PIGLET IS ENTIRELY SURROUNDED BY WATER

IT rained and it rained and it rained. Piglet told himself that never in all his
life, and he was goodness knows how old--three, was it, or four?--never had he
seen so much rain. Days and days and days.
"If only," he thought, as he looked out of the window, "I had been in Pooh's
house, or Christopher Robin's house, or Rabbit's house when it began to rain,
then I should have had Company all this time, instead of being here all alone,
with nothing to do except wonder when it will stop." And he imagined himself
with Pooh, saying, "Did you ever see such rain, Pooh?" and Pooh saying, "Isn't
it awful, Piglet?" and Piglet saying, "I wonder how it is over Christopher
Robin's way," and Pooh saying, "I should think poor old Rabbit is about flooded
out by this time." It would have been jolly to talk like this, and really, it
wasn't much good having anything exciting like floods, if you couldn't share
them with somebody.
For it was rather exciting. The little dry ditches in which Piglet had nosed
about so often had become streams, the little streams across which he had
splashed were rivers, and the river, between whose steep banks they had played
so happily, had sprawled out of its own bed and was taking up so much room
everywhere, that Piglet was beginning to wonder whether it would be coming into
his bed soon.
"It's a little Anxious," he said to himself, "to be a Very Small Animal Entirely
Surrounded by Water. Christopher Robin and Pooh could escape by Climbing Trees,
and Kanga could escape by Jumping, and Rabbit could escape by Burrowing, and Owl
could escape by Flying, and Eeyore could escape by--by Making a Loud Noise Until
Rescued, and here am I, surrounded by water and I can't do anything."
It went on raining, and every day the water got a little higher, until now it
was nearly up to Piglet's window . . . and still he hadn't done anything.
"There's Pooh," he thought to himself. "Pooh hasn't much Brain, but he never
comes to any harm. He does silly things and they turn out right. There's Owl.
Owl hasn't exactly got Brain, but he Knows Things. He would know the Right Thing
to Do when Surrounded by Water. There's Rabbit. He hasn't Learnt in Books, but
he can always Think of a Clever Plan. There's Kanga. She isn't Clever, Kanga
isn't, but she would be so anxious about Roo that she would do a Good Thing to
Do without thinking about it. And then there's Eeyore And Eeyore is so miserable
anyhow that he wouldn't mind about this. But I wonder what Christopher Robin
would do?"

Then suddenly he remembered a story which Christopher Robin had told him about a