One day when Pooh Bear had nothing else to do, he thought he would do somet
hing, so he went round to Piglet's house to see what Piglet was doing. It w
as snowing as he stumped over the white forest track, and he expected to fi
nd Piglet warming his toes in front of the fire, but to his surprise he saw
that the door was open, and the more he looked inside the more Piglet wasn
't there.(1)