I don't know what to vote for!

It is a bit of a no-brainer, which is something I am very familiar with, to say that the elections here in our neck of the woods is heating up to freezing point. The present incumbent, Winnie, has been warning us of a cold wind - never stand down wind of any poohlitician is my advice - blowing through the honey stores in days to come. What has he been doing with all the honey. He says that there has been a wood wide depression which has made most of the honey to disappear into the jars of people, or something like that, who sold off non-existent honey to would be bears somewhere outside the wood. A load of baloney. We know where the honey went. Into Someone's Tummy Somewhere!

So let me get back to the election. Winnie has not been having a good time. First he has said that he has saved the wood from a honey shortage, but then he says we have to tighten our belts and live on dilute honey.

Then when outside the wood, he called someone called Mrs Buffy a biglet. This offended Piglet very much because he says that as Winnie's best friend, any mention of his name outside the wood, is not friendly. Winnie has been trying to soothe Piglet with promises of honey and claiming he misheard Mrs Biffy when she said 'flocking". But I digress and must eat grass and honey, but without the honey - I am leaving that with some nice folk from Goldmen Sucks - Owl said beware of such behaviour, but Owl doesn't understand the nature of the Eeyoreconomics of Honey.

Must dash, no tread lightly away as my poor hooves are tired.