This was the third 'act' of The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh, which is how I first saw this as a very young child (probably a baby, now that I think about it). Though the whole feature was kind of ingrained into my system at an early age, I think this final section always left an impression on me. It was because of Tigger being this main subject here - in later years he'd get his own movie, The Tigger Movie as it was pretty obviously called - though really moreso about how he was perceived, that made it so funny and captivating and even a couple of times scary and almost-borderline sad.
The two things that happen in Winnie the Pooh and Tigger Too involve Rabbit in a big way, and it's little wonder from a storytelling perspective; they're diametrically opposed, with Tigger and his, to put it lightly, carefree attitude, and Rabbit being, to also put it mildly, fastidious. He likes his garden and Tiggers bouncy ways mess it up. Can the bounce go away for a while? A personality adjustment could do it, so he, Pooh and Piglet go out into the woods with the plan to abandon him (just for the night, as Rabbit proposes to a hilariously sleepy Pooh by the way), but it backfires as Rabbit is the one who gets stuck (not unlike, say, Snow White in her feature).
The other thing is that Tigger does get some emotional shock when he is stuck up high on a tree - he even talks to the Narrator Sebastian Cabot, which I found both young and today absolutely hysterical - and maybe does, just for a moment question or lose his bounce (by, you know, 'request' of a sort). This second part may not be completely as masterful as the first segment, but the two compliment each other and work together as two stories in one whole: what does it mean for other people around Tigger? Or just Rabbit, for that matter? If all you do is bounce around and have fun, is it fun for everyone else around you, or will some people not 'get' it, or completely match up to that fun (ala Roo, if memory serves).
Ultimately, as it's shown, being 'bouncy' is a good thing, certainly if one is a Tigger. But what I've always liked about these stories here is that it's actually not Pooh challenging the springy fella, it's the character who we probably shouldn't stand really, the 'grown up' curmudgeon guy. Maybe some day kids will have to stop bouncing, but for now, it's alright, and certainly for comedy sake, that is.
