I choose my name simply because I am married to the human embodiment of Eeyore. My husband just doesn't get very excited about things, almost always sees the bad before he sees the good, and has a very dry wit. Yet, he is also very sweet, empathetic, trustworthy, and loyal. All in all he is my Eeyore, though I don't need to reatatch his tail regularly, but he regularly locks himself out of his car, which seems a very Eeyorish thing to do.
If I were a Disney character myself, it would be a cross between Mary Poppins and Donald Duck. I love to sing, make work fun, and always have lots of kids around the house. I have spent my adult life around kids as a teacher, foster parent, and mom. Yet, I will be honest, when I blow my top, I turn into Donald. I really act like a horses patoot. I quack, sputter, and fume.
I think my husband and I are a good match, we complement one another. I get him out of the house, into the sunshine, and embrace the vitality of life. He keeps me grounded, centered, and on track. He is wonderful and I love him, and as such I love being called Eeyore's Wife.