And now for something completely different. Something that’s the exact opposite of all the stressful times we’re going through.

Winnie The Pooh.

Winnie The Pooh.

Today is National Winnie The Pooh Day! Who knew? (Well now, you and I both do!)

But I have no idea how we’re meant to celebrate it! Watch Winnie cartoons? Hug our stuffed Pooh bears? (Which, of course, I have!) Pal around with our petite pink pig bestie? Speak like Sterling Holloway? Eat a lot of honey?

Wait a second—I do all of those things, and on a regular basis! So I’m all set for any and all situations that arise today.

That’s basically all I have to say on the subject. Except for one personal multi-layered anecdote, of course.

Here’s my tale: As much as I love Winnie himself, I adore Piglet!!! Absolutely adore him. When I was little, I had the Winnie the Pooh board game, and I always chose to be Piglet because he’s adorbs. (Of course I always got my choice—it was my game! And everyone else fought over being Winnie, anyway.)

The Winnie The Pooh game.

The Winnie The Pooh game.

[Note: Sadly, my mother got rid of almost* all my classic games when I moved by myself to LA as a teen-ager. Boy, would I love, love, love to have them back. Mr. X and I actually spent a fortune to win a classic Mr. Ree, (or two, but who’s judging,) back in the day when eBay was mostly bidding. We stayed-up just about overnight on my birthday back then, to make sure we were not outbid. And then we’ve never played it. Don’t ask.] *[Note: You’re not going to believe which one I managed to salvage—a classic version of The Beatles Game! It must be worth a fortune now. But I’ll never let it go, of course.]

Okay, I’m getting off-track here. Back to Piglet and Winnie. So, every Christmas that I’ve been with Mr. X, (except for the past few because we need nothing but good health,) he’s given me an unbelievable number of gifts, each one more thoughtful than the one before. But one year, while he bestowed upon me grown-up gifts like stunning sterling silver serving utensils from Neiman Marcus, he gave an adorable little stuffed Piglet to…Clarence! And no, it was not a real dog toy! He just knew Clarence would like it. But I was so upset that he didn’t think to give Piglet to me! (Crazy, I know. But no worries—Clarence re-gifted it to me!)

My very own Winnie and Piglet! Photo by Karen Salkin.

My very own besties, Winnie and Piglet! Photo by Karen Salkin.

So, skip ahead to the following year. And…just about every one of my dozens of Christmas presents from Mr. X was in the Winnie the Pooh fam! There was a big stuffed Winnie and one of Piglet, and Winnie sox, salt and pepper shakers, books, jewelry, a giant cookie jar, underwear, and even a teapot with the entire gang having a birthday party on top! (It was three weeks before my bday, after all.) It was all a tad nutty, but, as I’m sure many of you know, I loved every second of it! As a matter of fact, while I was going through my closest just last month to donate clothing at this critical time for many, I came upon my Winnie and Piglet, hanging-out side-by-side in a closet I rarely go into anymore. Needless to say, I can’t stop hugging those guys ever since! It’s like I received them for this Christmas!

So this happy story made me think of a previous article I wrote that’s especially relevant for these stressful times we’re going though right now. It’s about how stuffed animals can really help people, and with so many being alone right now, it’s worth another read:

So, whether it’s a Winnie, a Piglet, or someone else, it’s always beneficial to have a stuffed pal to hug. These besties are especially helpful in this past year and going forward for another one. So go treat yourself or someone else you love right now.

And have a happy, lovely, honey-filled blustery National Winnie The Pooh Day!


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