"We need to get supplies," said Piglet. "For the snow."
"Ah," said Pooh, nodding in understanding. "Things like bread, and milk, and snow shovels, and cat litter even though we don't have a cat, because it's meant to be good in Icy Conditions."
Piglet did a little laugh, and a sort of leap, and caught a few snowflakes on the tip of his tongue. "No," said Piglet. "No, those aren't the sort of snow supplies we need at all. What we need are family sized bags of chocolate buttons, and chips with dips, and a freezer full of stuffed crust pizzas, and all of the red wine that we can possibly carry, so that when we get snowed in we won't mind it even slightly. THOSE are snow supplies."
All of a sudden, Pooh thought that the snow didn't seem quite so wet, nor the air so cold, and actually, getting snowed in with Piglet and their snow supplies really didn't sound such a terrible thing after all. "Oh Piglet," said Pooh. "I really do think you are a Very Wise Animal."