So they went away. The dog went on, until he saw a drove of horses, and he began to scratch the earth with his paws and asked the cat, “Cat, O cat, are my eyes beautiful?”
“No, they are not beautiful.”
“Say that they are beautiful!”
So the cat said, “They are beautiful.”
“Cat, O cat, is my fur dishevelled?”
“No it is not dishevelled.”
“Say, you idiot, that it is dishevelled.”
“Well, it is dishevelled.”
“Cat, O cat, is my tail raised?”
“No, it is not raised.”