"Christopher Robin was going away. Nobody knew why he was going; nobody knew 
where he was going; indeed nobody even knew why he knew that Christopher Robin 
*was* going away. But somehow or other, everybody in the Forest felt that it was 
happening at last. Even Smallest-of-all, a friend-and-relation of Rabbit's who thought he 
had once seen Christopher Robin's foot but couldn't quite be sure because perhaps it 
was something else, even S. of A. told himself that Things were going to be Different; 
and Late and Early, two other friends-and-relations, said, "Well, Early?" and "Well, Late?" 
to each other in such a hopeless sort of way that it really didn't seem any good in 
waiting for the answer."

And then the answer came. Turned out it was his mail server crashed, but he's back 
now. Thanks to those of you that missed me.

This Thot is dedicated entirely to our own dear Shanna "Piglet" Freeman, because she 
had an absolutely rotten experience this weekend and could use hugs from all of us. So 
here's mine:

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Sorry. Got a little carried away. Do you all get the strange feeling that she is more than 
just a little special to me?  Good.

        "...and Christopher Robin went back to lunch with his friends Pooh and Piglet, and 
on the way they told him of the Awful Mistake they had made. And when he had 
finished laughing, they all sang the Outdoor Song for Snowy Weather the rest of the 
way home, Piglet, who was still not quite sure of his voice, putting in the tiddely-poms 
again.
        "And I know is seems easy," said Piglet to himself, "but it isn't every one who could 
do it."

And I know it seems easy to always be encouraging to everybody, to love everyone so 
much that she brightens everyone's day just by being in it, to post such wonderful 
things for us even when she doesn't feel like it, to be so busy she can hardly stop to 
smell the mastershalums, and still manage to run a card exchange, welcome newcomers 
(to more than one list), concern herself with and pray for other people's problems, be 
there for her husband as well as all of us, and bless us (and me especially) in so many 
ways I can't count...but it isn't every one who could do it.

Shanna does.

CR