It Is Hard To Be Brave, When You’re Only a Very Small Animal.
Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. “Pooh?” he whispered.
“Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s hand. “I just wanted to be sure of you.”
Fifteen or so years later Scott and I were living in Auckland, New Zealand, where he was working on a film. While he was at work I would roam the rainy streets of Auckland and often found myself in the bookstore. I ended up purchasing and reading eleven novels in four months (there were three things to do in Auckland: run in the rain, drink wine, and read), but the book that I remember the most was a pocket-sized book of the Tales of Winnie the Pooh.
“It is hard to be brave, when you’re only a very small animal.”
“Promise me you’ll never forget me because if I thought you would I’d never leave.”
You can read about our love for Winnie the Pooh at This Blogger Makes Fun of Stuff.