Angelic Antagonism

It was an uncongenial meeting
one conspicuous, the other
hardly so. One securely nestled
in the arms of its human, the
other comfortable and barely 
seen resting its minuscule body
on the wares. The kitten's home
was the pet shop, to freely
make its way around that
circumscribed world of shelving
piled with pet products, surely
Paradise for the tiny creature,
independent of its more 
robust sibling sharing the haven.
Their security and entitlement
beyond question in their ease
and unconcern at the ongoing
presence of dogs entering and
exiting with their owners. Perhaps
the occasional standoff gave
drama to their lazy, hazy days.
As when the pint-sized kitten
gave notice to the toy poodle
pup that his inquisitiveness
was downright rude which the
resulting hiss-and-arch made 
more than abundantly clear.