"Dear, dear," said Pooh, "I'm sorry about that. Let's have a look at you." So Eeyore stood there, gazing sadly at the ground, and Winnie-the-Pooh walked all round 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?"
"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 round 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.
A. A. Milne. Winnie the Pooh. Methuen & Co. Ltd. (London). October 14, 1926
TIME: 8:13 PM
SUBJECT: A tailless Blade
We had an incident happen while the girls and I were camping the other weekend with the Girl Scouts. Someone *cough* HandsomeHusband *cough* left the top off Blade’s cage. Blade got out and ended up losing his tail. We don’t know for sure if the cats or the dog were involved in the tail tragedy, but nevertheless, there is no longer a rear appendage attached to our boy. The sad part is, he cannot grow a new one either. Poor Blade.