In which Austin finally makes himself clear

I love Pooh and all things Milne. It must be my inner child. I have a particular fondness for Binker who features (albeit invisibly) in Now we are Six. 

So here follows a pome writ in the style of Milne but which, of course, features Austin as the central character. It sums up our relationship really. He’s the boss! >^,,^<

As you know:-

I like to cuddle Austin, but he's never really keen.

In fact he can be hissy-like, and scratch, and get quite mean.

However, when he snuggles down all comfy in my lap,

He turns into Mr Greeable - a very different chap!

Because:-

A snuggle and a cuddle are not the same, you see.

A cuddle's not a snuggle as it brings indignity.

A snuggle is the cuddle that Austin gives to me.

And you can't beat that.

So:-

On a day when it is cold and wet, the weather's really dull,

And the only creature out in it is Hugh the Herring Gull.

Austin sidles up to me and jumps into my lap,

Making sure I understand he means to snug and have a nap.

Because:-

A snuggle and a cuddle are not the same, you see.

A cuddle's not a snuggle as it brings indignity.

A snuggle is the cuddle that Austin gives to me.

And I can't miss that.

Then:-

Sometimes when I am feeling blue and nothing seems to cheer,

A little furry feline friend helps wipe away my tear.

He bonks his head against my hand then looks me in the eye,

and says things will get better when he snuggles by and by.

Because:-

A snuggle and a cuddle are not the same, you see.

A cuddle's not a snuggle as it brings indignity.

A snuggle is the cuddle that Austin gives to me.

And I don't doubt that.

So:-

If you're still in any doubt about the difference 'tween the two,

You've clearly not met Austin (also known as Mr Poo).

At the moment he is dreaming while he's leaning 'gainst my leg

That he will avoid the cuddle that he's certain is ahead.

 Because:-

A snuggle and a cuddle are not the same, you see.

A cuddle's not a snuggle as it brings indignity.

A snuggle is the cuddle that Austin gives to me.

And he does love that.

So:-

When all is said, and chores are done, at the end of every day,

Young Austin likes to dance around, jump up and down and play.

But when he's finished doing that and wants to rest his head,

He snuggles, but is not cuddled, as we lay upon the bed.

Because:-

A snuggle and a cuddle are not the same, you see.

A cuddle's not a snuggle as it brings indignity.

A snuggle is the cuddle that Austin gives to me.

AND WE ALL LOVE THAT!