Most of the time I’m Kanga with some Tigger thrown in–large bouncy and confident–large and in charge.
But with Phil I can let my Piglet out.
How wonderful to be able to be Piglet with someone.
Sometimes we have Pooh and Piglet outings but they have to be at the whenever we go–exactly 1:30 in the afternoon– because Pooh has to get back home to have his honey–in this case it’s his afternoon cup of Java.
Do you have a Pooh who is there for you when you feel small like Piglet?