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.