"Sorry Cooper, you didn't get the job." My name is Cooper, and I'm a koala. "But Mr. Kola, I have all of the koalafications!" I say, tears welling up in my eyes. I need this job. "This is not a job for you Cooper. This is a job more fit for Powder.” Mr. Kola, the boss at the local employment agency replies. Powder was the only husky in the neighborhood and of course he had to be the big bully and take every job I wanted away from me. If it was my decision Powder would do the plowing and farm work, and not being the vegetarian chef. “Powder's not even a vegetarian, why would he get a vegetarian's job.” I whined. “You make a good point but Powder is the strongest person we have and we need him to put his strength to work.” Mr. Kola argues. “Exactly my point! Powder should use his strength to help the community!” I say barely holding back my tears. “You're right,” Mr. Kola says, “Welcome to the job Cooper!”