Neither

Harvey pecked at the dirt. He could feel eyes looking at him. Jerking his head up, he saw Clarence sitting on his haunches, staring at him.

"What now, Clarence?" Harvey crowed.

"Just wondering," Clarence propped his muzzle on his paws.

"About what?" Harvey stopped eating. He hated it when the dog watched him eat.

"You know, the mysteries of the universe," Clarence said philosophically.

"You're weird." Harvey spread his wings, and then relaxed. "Dogs have too much time on their paws."

Clarence sat up. "Which came first - the chicken, or the egg?"

"That's a bad joke, Clarence." Harvey hated these idiotic jokes.

"Haven't you ever wondered that?" Clarence panted.

"No, because it was the rooster who was around first!"

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