“Go get the paper dog says. Its not cold, dogs says. Stupid dog,” Grumbled the cat as it walked across the snow covered yard. Its soft padded feet tred lightly across the ocean of checkered white. It wanted to stay as dry as possible since it did just leave it’s home.

“Why do I have to get the paper. Dumb dog. Dogs are meant for the fetching, not cats. Dumb animal should be shot for treason.” It stepped into a hole and tumbled over. “Gragh! We cats should not have to be reduced to this ‘peasant work’. I know to land on my feet for god’s sake. Dumb mutt should be out here.”

“Hey, ja ja ja, Kitteh!” The dog called from behind the screen door. “Hurry up, ja ja ja, its cold with the door open!”

The cat turned around and replied, “Then close the door, I can use the dog door.”

“Oh yea, ja ja ja, right. Hurry ups anyways. The human wants the paper.” The dog promptly closed the door and returned to lying on the rug.

The cat muttered, “How am I supposed to get the paper back now? It weighs as much as I do!”