Tigger's manic denial that he is lonely, and insistence that the fact that he is "wonderful" because "I'm the only one" has always hit me as a horribly depressed person feigning mania to hide/run from their awful situation
As the yellow apex predator paces back-and-forth he remains deep in thought because he knows that the only other beast in the forest capable of challenging his domain is starting to ask to many questions, the hyperactive orange pest wants to know where his family is, this is deeply troubling for poo as he knows he killed them all when Tigger was young to maintain his status as Apex predator, he needs him to stop questioning him or he’s next, so he devises a goulash and sick plan, he would dig up his family and take the fur from there corpse in order to fool him into believing he was the dead mother… in the dark of the night as Lightning strikes hours go bye digging and sowing but as he finished he looked in the mirror, this won’t work he thinks I’ll have to come up with a better plan, I’ll have to convince him that I am his family but in a different way.