ONE DAY when Pooh Bear had nothing else to do, he thought he would do something, so he went round to Piglet's house to see what Piglet was doing. It was still snowing as he stumped over the white forest track, and he expected  to find Piglet warming his toes in front of his fire, but to his surprise he saw that the door was open, and the more he looked inside the more Piglet wasn’t there.
"He's out," said Pooh sadly. "That's what it is. He's not in. I shall have to go fast Thinking Walk by myself. Bother!"
But first he thought that he would knock very loudly just to make quite sure . . . and while he waited for Piglet not to answer, he jumped up and down to keep warm, and a hum came suddenly into his head, which seemed to him a Good Hum, such as is Hummed Hopefully to Others.
 

The more it snows (Tiddely pom),
The more it goes (Tiddely pom),
The more it goes (Tiddely pom),
On snowing.
And nobody knows (Tiddely pom),
How cold my toes (Tiddely pom),
How cold my toes (Tiddely pom),
Are growing.
 

''So what I'll do," said Pooh, ''is I’ll do this. I’ll just go home first and see what the time is, and perhaps I put a muffler round my neck, and see Eeyore and sing it to him."
He hurried back to his own house; and his mind was so busy on the way with the hum that he was getting ready for Eeyore that, when he suddenly saw Piglet sitting in his best arm-chair, he could only stand there rubbing his head and wondering whose house he was in.
"Hallo, Piglet," he said. "I thought you were out.
"No," said Piglet, "it's you who were out, Pooh."
"So it was, said Pooh. "I knew one of us was.