It was February 1, 2012, time for a rest week. “I promised to lose weight and get active again,” Winnie declared.
Christopher Robin sat quietly, worried about his friend. Winnie looked weak and tired. Humans often misunderstand bears, and even Christopher, despite being close, couldn’t figure out why Winnie wasn’t hibernating.
“Just passing by,” he said, glancing at the tree’s hole. “You should get a real door.”
“Umm, yeah.”
“Couldn’t sleep, huh?” Christopher noticed Winnie eyeing a honey jar. “Why starve yourself?”
No reply from the bear. Christopher began to leave.
“I’ll be fine, I do this yearly…”
But Christopher was already gone, muttering his concern and stumbling over a tree root.
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