I absolutely love the Pooh Bear! I have my very first Winnie Pooh from my first Christmas. I toted him with me everywhere.
Just a cute little story...
When I was growing up my Dad was a truck driver. He is a big burly dude. Anyway, when he used to go on long trips I gave him my Pooh bear to "keep him company" when he was on the road. He used to put him in his sleeper cab, so he had a comfy place to stay. And sometimes he would have a special place right between the windshield and dashboard. I am sure all the other trucker thought he was a little off his rocker when they saw a Pooh Bear "riding" in his cab. But it meant a lot to me when he was gone, knowing that my Dad was not alone while away from home. Now Pooh resides in my parent's master bedroom sitting on the nightstand on my Dad's side. He is a little roughed up and is missing his shirt. He needs a new shirt, maybe I should knit him one!
I would post a picture of him, but I am at work, if I remember I will try and locate my first christmas pictures of me and pooh!