A cross old dog had lain down in a manger full of hay and had gone to sleep. By-and-by the oxen came into the barn for their supper. The cross dog awoke then, and began to growl at them. "See here," said the oxen; "do you want to eat that hay?" "Of course I don't," snapped the dog. "I do not eat hay." "Then why not let us have it? We eat hay." "No; you shall not have it!" growled the dog again. "What an ugly, greedy dog you are!" said the oxen. "You will neither eat the hay yourself nor let us eat it."