Learning to sense danger.

Friends are warm.

Working together can't hurt.

This one really got to me...Awwwwwwwwwwwwww

Haha, I used to have a dog and cat that I swore worked together to get meat off the counter. The dog was only medium size so he couldn't quite reach it if it was all the way to the back of the counter. But strangely, it would end up on the floor anyway. I'd catch the dog scarfing it down and the cat on the counter looking down at him like, "Not my problem now."

Those two loved to chase each other. Actually the dog loved being chased by the cat. The cat would lurk in a corner and then ambush Woody as he went by, and then the case was on.