See this is funny because, Eeyore does not belong to me. He/It belongs to Janet, a friend I work wtih. Janet loves Eeyore, and many folks at work like to torture this little guy. So when she is away from work she asks that I "protect" him. Well since I was going out of town this weekend the only way I could be sure that Eeyore would be safe would be to take him with me. There is no telling what could have happened to Eeyore if I had just left him on her desk all weekend alone.