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“What if somebody took the ball and hid it? Just for a minute
or two,” Purdy suggested.
“She’d put her horns into you.” Cloppity pointed to his bucket,
which had a hole in the side.
“She’d kick you.” Winky pointed out the big dent in her milk

can.
“Oh,” Purdy said.
Purdy looked at the cow and the ball, then turned to Barker.
“Barker, shall we agree that whoever gets a bucketful of milk
from Daisy is the smarter one?”
Barker glanced at Purdy. Of course he suspected monkey
business, but could find no reason to object. “All right. And then

we’ll never have to argue about it again.”
“It’s a deal. And here are our witnesses.”
“Deal.”
Purdy and Barker shook paws, which marked the start of the
contest to decide once and for all whether a cat is smarter than
a dog or vice versa.
Henny tossed a coin to see who would go first. Barker won.
“This will be quick,” Barker said confidently as Winky handed
him a bucket.

“Watch out for the horns,” Cloppity said.
“Watch out for the hooves,” Winky added.
Barker went straight over to Daisy. He trotted right up, put
down the bucket and greeted her.
“Hello, Daisy. What a nice ball you have there.”
“Hello,” Daisy replied warily.

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