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Just Call Him Eeyore

Christopher Robin: There now. Did I get your tail back on properly, Eeyore? 
Eeyore: No matter. Most likely lose it again anyway. 

My daughter, Dimples,  likes to recommend topics for my posts, and she was quite certain that you would be impressed by this one.  Since we are currently in the middle of a standardized testing week and I, being a teacher, am not allowed to say anything about which I have plenty I would like to say, I decided to take her up on her suggestion.

A couple of nights ago, I glanced out our window, and saw not one, not two, but three lizards congregated on the pane.  I pointed it out to the family, who had just finished dinner, and everyone wandered over to get a better view.

When we got closer, we noticed that one of the lizards appeared to be biting the side of one of the other lizards.  It was a bit hard to tell since we were looking at them from the bottom.  He could have been just resting his head on the other one, I guess.  Although that doesn’t seem to happen a lot in nature, neither do I often observe two lizards frozen in some sort of death grip.  I guess the third lizard was just an innocent bystander.

I gently tapped the glass to see if any of the three would move.  For a brief moment, nothing happened.  Then the lizard who appeared to be the victim suddenly leapt away – right as my husband, Cap’n Firepants, wisely predicted, “He’s going to get his tail.”

And that’s exactly what happened.  If you have ever tried to capture one of these lizards yourself, you may have had the odd experience of grabbing its tail – and finding that is the only thing you are left holding.  These guys are great at escaping by sacrificing this appendage, and can grow another one back like a starfish replaces a limb.

So, that’s what happened.  Mean Lizard tried to bite Victim Lizard, only to grab the tail.  The tail came off, and all of us got to witness this inch and a half long piece hanging out of the lizard’s mouth – continuing to wiggle.  Victim Lizard, of course, escaped.  I don’t know what happened to Innocent Bystander Lizard because I was so grossed out by the scene that I immediately turned away.

The other two human members of the Firepants family, however, could not tear their eyes away from the fascinating nature documentary unraveling on our window pane.  Every couple of seconds I got to hear, “It’s still wiggling!”

I know; I should have gotten video footage.  Or at least a still picture.  If you are really interested in seeing a disembodied tail dancing around, you can always watch this YouTube video.

Have you seen my tail?

We Can’t All. And Some of Us Don’t.

“Good morning, Pooh Bear,” said Eeyore gloomily. “If it is a good morning,” he said. “Which I doubt,” said he.”Why, what’s the matter?””Nothing, Pooh Bear, nothing. We can’t all, and some of us don’t. That’s all there is to it.””Can’t all what?” said Pooh, rubbing his nose.”Gaiety. Song-and-dance. Here we go round the mulberry bush.”

A few years ago, one of my friends informed me that the Winnie-the-Pooh character who I most resemble is Eeyore.

There is not a really good way to react to a statement like that.  Protesting kind of proves the point, unfortunately.  And cheerfully accepting it basically makes you a nut-head.

A couple of years later, I took a Winnie-the-Pooh personality test on the web, and was temporarily gratified that the results did not brand me an Eeyore.  Instead, I am Rabbit.  After digesting that news, I decided that I did not really care for that designation either.  Rabbit is quite cranky when you think about it.  And a bit of a know-it-all.  Eeyore may be gloomy, but at least he is lovable.  So, I took the test three more times, varying my responses to the questions.  And it came up Rabbit every time.  My students joined in on this psychological test, and did not get Rabbit – not one of them.

All of this information that you really didn’t want to know is leading up to my brand new addition to my Award Shelf – the Sunshine Award – an award that, despite its supposed incongruity with my personality, has been bestowed upon me by not one, but two, separate entities.  According to my in-depth research, this award goes to “bloggers who positively and creatively inspire others in the blogosphere”.  Ah hah!  Take that “Mrs. Cap’n Firepants is an Eeyore” proponents!  I am positive, woohoo!!!!!

So, a big thanks goes out to Paws to Talk and glutenvygirl for not only completing my Award Shelf, but for realizing that, deep down, way, way, way, deep down, I am a sunshiny person.  It’s too bad the people who have known me for years haven’t figured that out yet…

Well, as is the tradition of blogging awards, I am supposed to do something in order to get my cash prize.  Something about telling you stuff about me or some such nonsense.  Why would you want to know anything about me? Uh oh, was that Eeyorish?  That was, wasn’t it?  O.K.  In that case, let’s just say that I am far too busy to spend my time listing my glorious attributes.  Oops – a little bit of Rabbit peeking out right there.  Hmm.  What would Pooh say?  Oh yes.  I am very hungry, and I must go now to find something sweet to eat…

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