This is a story of a dog who thinks itself a highly cat and a cat who thinks itself a lowly dog. How did they meet? ah, but that is a tale for another time.
Maximus licked himself a comfortable bath while sitting on the windowsill. He scrutinized the other occupant of his home who was currently busying herself waiting for the bright flash of the sun to move on the rug. Dolly was tense and ready to strike. Dolly longed for any kind of adventure. She anxiously twitched her tail. “How silly of that cat” thought Maximus to himself. He preferred lounging in the sun to chasing it. Dolly didn’t think things through most of the time, if at all. Dolly spotted the sun moving and followed. She scampered out into the yard. Dolly felt a painful stab at her side. It was a rake! As the feeling seeped out of her body she looked up at the window. Maximus licked his paw. “Ah so it has come to this” Dolly thought and closed her eyes.

The end.