Respect & Restrain

IT was nice in old rambling Haven. The Angels were sweet but for one who had a cheese fur my whiskers. 

She tweaked them when she passed me by. 
She passed me by 100 times a day 
(i can count too you know).

I'm older than her. You show Respect for Oldsters, Uncles, Aunties. 
You don't pull Uncle's hair.. or whatever.

When Nana went to meet me, Angel made funny noises;

squeezed me so tight i nearly showed my longest claw.(Matter of reflex, you understand.)

But I exercise self-control.