Winter
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In winter, when the fields are white,
I sing this song for your delight
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It was a wonderful winter day in the 100 Acre Woods. Sure, it was chilly; but, it happened to be the first snowfall of the season. None could stay miserable when there was white fluffy snow to play in. Even Rabbit found time, from all his cleaning, to go on a little stroll.
The hare saw himself as a dignified sort of creature, so he didn't have the ability to play about the snowfall. However, this didn't stop that he did enjoy seeing others doing such nonsense. So there he was, looking at a certain striped tiger building a snowman. Odd, Rabbit didn't see the critter to be the type of guy with the patience to make one. Wouldn't he rather bounce about?
Now, it must have been a really great day for him to have this notion…But Ra-Ra had the sudden urge to turn the tables. No one was around; none would see him acting like a fool. It would only be Tigger, and who'd believe him? The fair furred animal couldn't take it any long, and he sprung off.
Tigger was happily minding his own business. He had wanted to go visit a certain lagomorph that day, but felt that he wasn't welcomed. What was cheerful for him could make another lament. So the tiger created a second option. He decided to make a Rabbit of his own. Sure, it wouldn't be the original, but it was enough for him.
That's when the most peculiar incident happened. Tigger suddenly found himself rolling about the snow, completely winded. The next thing he knew, the tiger found a very triumphant looking Rabbit sitting upon his chest. They were nose to nose. So close, that the orange animal could smell that the hare's red coat had recently been cleaned.
"Ha!" Exclaimed ol' Long Ears. "I finally got you, now! What do you have to say about that?"
Tigger grinned, his unrequited love practically radiated off of him. "What I'd gots ta say? I'mma thinkin' ol' Sandy Claws musta been listenin' to my Christy-miss wish!"
