But...but...but...

You're going inside already? But... I've only just found this brilliant stick to chew!

What?

What's that about a cold wind blowing right through to your bones?

I can't feel any wind.

You don't have thick fur to protect you? Why on earth not! It's terrific, you should grow some. Then you don't feel the cold.

I'll even let you have a chew on my stick if you stay outside a bit longer.

You don't want to - you're going inside. Oh, OK then, I guess I'll come inside too.

Woof, woof, woof, woof. I'm coming.