
Dreamful Bedtime Stories
Dreamful Bedtime Stories
Pooh and Piglet Go Hunting and Nearly Catch a Woozle
This episode takes you on an imaginative hunt with Pooh and Piglet as they follow mysterious tracks, speculating if they're from woozles or wizzles. But that's not all! The adventure continues with Owl's sage wisdom in helping Eeyore find his missing tail. So, snuggle up in your blankets and have sweet dreams.
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Welcome to Dreamful Podcast. Bedtime stories for slumber. Normally I post an episode every week for subscribers, but last week was my 10th wedding anniversary, so I was on vacation in Jalisco, mexico, and couldn't put out an episode, but I figured you would be understanding if I miss a week for a special occasion. And speaking of subscribers, I would like to start off this episode by thanking our newest one, addison Smart. Thank you so much, addison, and I hope you have the sweetest of dreams. If you'd like to support the show and gain access to subscriber-only episodes while receiving a shout-out, visit dreamfulstoriescom and, on the support page, find a link to become a Buzzsprout supporter or subscribe via Supercast if you listen on Spotify.
Speaker 1:As I have said before, I've been loving the story suggestions. It has made episode planning much easier. On weeks where I'm not sure what to do Because I can only read stories that are in the public domain, I have had a few of you ask how to find out if a story is in the public domain. The way to tell is actually very easy, because copyright lasts 70 years. So books published in 1928 and earlier are in the public domain and in 2025, books published in 1929 will also be released to the public domain, but you can also just google if a book is still under copyright protection, and that works just as well. Now that that is out of the way, let's move on to tonight's story. Due to a high number of requests for more stories from Winnie the Pooh, here is chapter three, titled Pooh and Piglet Go Hunting and Nearly Catch a Woozle, and chapter four, in which Eeyore loses a tail and Pooh finds one. So snuggle up in your blankets and have sweet dreams.
Speaker 1:The piglet lived in a very grand house in the middle of a beech tree, and the beech tree was in the middle of the forest and the piglet lived in the middle of the house. Next to his house was a piece of broken board which had Trespassers W on it. When Christopher Robin asked the piglet what it meant, he said it was his grandfather's name and had been in the family for a long time. Christopher Robin said you couldn't be called Trespassers W and piglet said William and his grandfather had had two names. In case he lost one Trespassers after Nunkle and William after Trespassers. I've got two names, said Christopher Robin carelessly. Well, there you are. That proves it, said Piglet One fine winter's day when Piglet was brushing away the snow in front of his house.
Speaker 1:He happened to look up and there was Winnie the Pooh. Pooh was walking round and round in a circle thinking of something else, and when Piglet called to him he just went on walking. Hello, said Piglet. What are you doing? Hunting, said Pooh. Hunting, whatrucking something', said Winnie the Pooh very mysteriously. "'trucking what' said Piglet coming closer. "'that's just what I asked myself. "'i asked myself what? What do you think you'll answer? I shall have to wait until I catch up with it, said Winnie the Pooh. Now, look there. He pointed to the ground in front of him. What do you see there? Tracks, said Piglet. Paw marks. He gave a little squeak of excitement. Oh, pooh, do you think it's a a, a woozle? It may be, said Pooh. Sometimes it is and sometimes it isn't. You never can tell with palm arcs. With these few words he went on tracking and Piglet, after watching him for a minute or two, ran after him.
Speaker 1:Winnie the Pooh had come to a sudden stop and was bending over the tracks in a puzzled sort of way. What's the matter, asked Piglet. It's a very funny thing, said Bear. But there seem to be two animals now. This, whatever it was, has been joined by another, whatever it is, and the two of them are now proceeding in company. Would you mind coming with me, piglet, in case they turn out to be hostile animals? Coming with me, piglet, in case they turn out to be hostile animals? Piglet scratched his ear in a nice sort of way and said that he had nothing to do until Friday and would be delighted to come in case it really was a woozle. You mean, in case it really is two woozles, said Winnie the Pooh, and Piglet said that anyhow, he had nothing to do until Friday.
Speaker 1:So off they went together. There was a small spinny of log trees just here and it seemed as if the two woozles if that is what they were had been going round the spinny. So round the spinny went Pooh and Piglet after them, by telling Pooh what his grandfather trespassers W had done to remove stiffness after tracking and how his grandfather trespassers W has suffered in his later years from shortness of breath and other matters of interest. And Pooh wondering what a grandfather was like and if perhaps this was two grandfathers they were after now, and if so, whether he would be allowed to take one home and keep it, and what Christopher Robin would say. And still, the tracks went on in front of them. Suddenly, winnie the Pooh stopped and pointed excitedly in front of him. Look what, said Piglet with a jump. And then, to show that he hadn't been frightened, he jumped up and down once or twice in an exercising sort of way.
Speaker 1:The tracks said Pooh, a third animal has joined the other two. Pooh, cried Piglet, do you think it's another woozle? No, said Pooh, because it makes different marks. It is either two woozles and one, as it might be whizzle, or two, as it might be, whizzles and one. If so it is woozle, let us continue to follow them. If so it is Woozle, let us continue to follow them.
Speaker 1:So they went on feeling just a little anxious now in case the three animals in front of them were of hostile intent, and Piglet wished very much that his grandfather TW were there instead of elsewhere. And Pooh thought how nice it would be if they met Christopher Robin suddenly, but quite accidentally, and only because he liked Christopher Robin so much. And then, all of a sudden, winnie the Pooh stopped again and licked the tip of his nose in a cooling manner, for he was feeling more hot and anxious than ever in his life before. There were four animals in front of them. Do you see, piglet, look at their tracks? Three as it were woozles. Do you see, piglet, look at their tracks? Three as it were woozles and one as it was wizzle. Another woozle has joined them, and so it seemed to be. There were the tracks crossing over each other here, getting muddled up with each other there, but quite plainly, every now and then the tracks of four sets of paws, I think, said Piglet, when he had licked the tip of his nose too, and found that it brought very little comfort.
Speaker 1:I think that I brought very little comfort. I think that I have just remembered something. I have just remembered something that I forgot to do yesterday and shan't be able to do it tomorrow. So I suppose I really ought to go back and do it now. We'll do it this afternoon and I'll come with you", said Pooh. It isn't the sort of thing you can do in the afternoon", said Piglet quickly. It's a very particular morning thing. It has to be done in the morning and, if possible, between the hours of. What would you say? The time was About twelve, said Winnie the Pooh, looking at the sun, between, as I was saying, the hours of twelve and twelve-five. So really, dear old Pooh, if you'll excuse me, what's that? Pooh looked up at the sky and then, as he heard the whistle again, he looked up into the branches of a big oak tree and then he saw a friend of his Is Christopher Robin. He said Ah, then you'll be all right, said Piglet, you'll be quite safe with him. Goodbye, and he trotted off home as quickly as he could, very glad to be out of all danger again.
Speaker 1:Christopher Robin came slowly down his tree, silly old bear. He said what were you doing? First you went around the spinny twice by yourself, and then Piglet ran after you and you went around again together, and then you were just going around a fourth time. Wait a moment, said Winnie the Pooh, holding up his paw. He sat down and thought in the most thoughtful way he could think. Then he fitted his paw into one of the tracks and then he scratched his nose twice and stood up. Yes, said Winnie the Pooh. I see now, said Winnie the Pooh. I see now, said Winnie the Pooh. I have been foolish and deluded, said he. And I am a bear of no brain at all. You're the best bear in all the world, said Christopher Robin soothingly. Am I, said Pooh, hopefully. And then he brightened up suddenly. Anyhow, he said it is nearly luncheon time. So he went home for it.
Speaker 1:The old grey donkey, Eeyore, stood by himself in a thistly corner of the forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself why, and sometimes he thought wherefore, and sometimes he thought inasmuch as which, and sometimes he didn't quite know what he was thinking about. So when Winnie the Pooh came stumping along, eeyore was very glad to be able to stop thinking for a little in order to say how do you do? In a gloomy manner to him and how are you, said Winnie the Pooh. Eeyore shook his head from side to side. Not very how. He said I don't seem to have felt at all how for a long time. Dear, dear, said Pooh, I'm sorry about that. Let's have a look at you.
Speaker 1:So Eeyore stood there gazing sadly at the ground and Winnie the Pooh walked all around him once. Why, what's happened to your tail? He said in surprise. What has happened to it? Said Eeyore, it isn't there, are you sure? Well, either a tail is there or it isn't there. You can't make a mistake about it. And yours isn't there, then, what is Nothing? Let's have a look, said Eeyore, and he turned slowly round to the place where his tail had been a little while ago and then, finding that he couldn't catch it up, he turned around the other way until he came back to where he was at first, and then he put his head down and looked between his front legs and at last he said with a long, sad sigh I believe you're right. Of course I'm right, said Pooh. That accounts for a good deal, said Eeyore gloomily. It explains everything. No wonder you must have left it somewhere, said Winnie the Pooh. Somebody must have taken it, said Eeyore. How like them, he added. After a long silence, pooh felt that he ought to say something helpful about it, but didn't quite know what. So he decided to do something helpful instead, eeyore. He said solemnly I, winnie the Pooh, will find your tail for you. Thank you, pooh, answered. Eeyore, you're a real friend, said he, not like some, he said. So, winnie the Pooh went off to find Eeyore's tail.
Speaker 1:It was a fine spring morning in the forest as he started out, little soft clouds played happily in a blue sky, skipping from time to time in front of the sun as if they had come to put it out and then sliding away suddenly so that the next might have his turn. Through them and between them, the sun shone bravely, and the comps which had worn its furs all the year round seemed old and dowdy now, beside the new green lace, hornet's furs all the year round seemed old and dowdy now. Beside the new green lace which the beeches had put on so prettily Through copse and spinny, marched bear down open slopes of gorse and heather, over rocky beds of streams, up steep banks of sandstone into the heather again. And so at last, tired and hungry, to the hundred-acre wood. For it was in the hundred-acre wood that Owl lived. And if anyone knows anything about anything said bear to himself, it's owl. Who knows something about something he said. Or my name's not Winnie the Pooh, he said which it is, he added. So there you are. Owl lived at the chestnuts, an old world residence of great charm. So there you are.
Speaker 1:Howell lived at the Chestnuts, an old-world residence of great charm, which was grander than anybody else's, or seemed so to bear, because it had both a knocker and a bell-pull. Underneath the knocker there was a notice which said please ring if a rinser is required. Underneath the bell pole there was a notice which said please knock if an answer is not required. These notices had been written by Christopher Robin, who was the only one in the forest who could spell. These notices had been written by Christopher Robin, who was the only one in the forest who could spell. For Owl, wise, though, he was in many ways able to read and write and spell his own name, w-o-l, yet somehow went all to pieces over delicate words like measles and buttered toast.
Speaker 1:Winnie the Pooh read the two notices very carefully, first from left to right and afterwards in case he had missed some of it, from right to left. Then, to make quite sure, he knocked and pulled the knocker. And he pulled and knocked the bell rope and he called out in a very loud voice Owl, I require an answer. It's Bear speaking. And the door opened and Owl looked out. Hello, pooh. He said How's things? Terrible and sad, said Pooh, because Eeyore, who is a friend of mine, has lost his tail and he's moping about it. So could you very kindly tell me how to find it for him? Well, said Owl.
Speaker 1:The customary procedure in such cases is as follows what does crustamoni proceed cake mean, said Pooh, for I'm a bear of very little brain and long words bother me. It means the things to do, as long as it means that I don't mind, said Pooh humbly. The thing to do is as follows First issue a reward. Then, just a moment, said Pooh, holding up his paw. What do we do to this? What were you saying you sneezed just as you were going to tell me I didn't sneeze. Yes, you did, owl. Excuse me, pooh, I didn't. You can't sneeze without knowing it. Well, you can't know it without something having been sneezed. What I said was first issue a reward. You're doing it again, said Pooh, sadly. A reward, said Owl very loudly.
Speaker 1:We write a notice to say that we will give a large something to anybody who finds Eeyore's tail. I see, I see, said Pooh, nodding his head, talking about large somethings. He went on dreamily I generally have a small something about now, about this time in the morning and he looked wistfully at the cupboard in the corner of Owl's Parlor Just a mouthful of condensed milk or whatnot, with perhaps a lick of honey. Well then, said Owl, we write out this notice and we put it up all over the forest. A lick of honey, murmured Bear to himself, or not, as the case may be, and he gave a deep sigh and tried very hard to listen to what Owl was saying. But Owl went on and on using longer and longer and longer words until at last he came back to where he started and he explained that the person to write out this notice was Christopher Robin. It was he who wrote the ones on my front door for me. Did you see them, pooh?
Speaker 1:For some time now, pooh had been saying yes and no in turn, with his eyes shut to all that Owl was saying and having said yes, yes, last time, he said no, not at all now, without really knowing what Owl was talking about. Didn't you see them, said Owl a little surprised. Come and look at them now. So they went outside and Pooh looked at the knocker and the notice below it and he looked at the bell rope and the notice below it. And he looked at the bell rope and the notice below it, and the more he looked at the bell rope, the more he felt that he had seen something like it somewhere else sometime before. Handsome bell rope, isn't it, said Owl. Pooh nodded. It reminds me of something he said, but I can't think what?
Speaker 1:Where did you get it? I just came across it in the forest. It was hanging over a bush and I thought at first somebody lived there. So I rang it and nothing happened. And then I rang it again very loudly and it came off in my hand. And as nobody seemed to want it, I took it home. And Owl said Pooh, solemnly you made a mistake. Somebody did want it. Who Eeyore, my dear friend Eeyore he was. He was fond of it, fond of it, attached to it, said Winnie the Pooh sadly. So with these words he unhooked it and carried it back to Eeyore and when Christopher Robin had nailed it on in its right place, again Eeyore frisked about the forest, waving his tail so happily that Winnie the Pooh came over all funny and had to hurry home for a little snack or something to sustain him. And, wiping his mouth, half an hour afterwards he sang to himself proudly who found the tail? I said Pooh, at a quarter to two. No-transcript.