It's cold outside, a blizzard. The snow slowly swirls down on the already frozen ground covered with snowdrifts. All the smiles were sitting at Dogday's house. The animals were preparing for the upcoming New Year. Each of them was doing their own thing: Crafticorn cut out various figures from paper, snowflakes, garlands and the like, Dogday was cleaning the house

"Guys, did anyone call Katnap?"

There was an awkward silence.