Picking me up
is not allowed by anyone not-da-mama. In fact, even da mama is on thin ice when picking me up. Do not do it as it makes me annnnngry, very annnnngry. You are lucky if you retain your eyes after picking me up, because I do not like it one bit, and I do not like you one bit before you do it, and I like you even less when you do it, and then it occurs to me that you would look so much better with no eyes when I am that close to your soft, squishy little furless face. Note that even after you put me down I will be unhappy with you. More importantly, I will be unhappy with the entire world, and I will bite each and every one of them, except da mama. I will remain annnngry until I have a nice long nap, and then all will be forgotten.
That is, until you try picking me up again.
That is, until you try picking me up again.