You were a very savvy and resourceful girl and your Aunt Star appreciated you. I recall the feeling of freedom when my Aunt Betty expelled me from her Bible class. She said, "If you are going to ask those kind of questions, you don't belong here." Amen. I am a fan of Temple Grandin, too. Her observations allowed me to connect to a kitty we rescued back in 1991, but didn't closely bond with for years until I understood that he was a little more autistic than my other pets. When I began to whisper instead of chat to him and became more mindful of quick movements and loud noises he began to open up. He even purred occasionally. He lived to be almost 17 years old and never sat on my lap. He loved me and we loved each other. Such a quiet, sweet soul.

I can imagine your Uncle Azur, apoplectic, at the sight of his milk cow strutting around in her more-naked-than-naked state. Savory story. You were a clever, clever girl.