It's the cat

Such a friendship these two did have,
The lion and the ram,
Who ran across a field at the pace of friendship,
And walked at the speed of a motor boat.
They read together,
Grew wise together,
And grew up together, too.

Being outside without a coat on when it's probably twenty degres out but the wind make it feel more like seven.
The wind whistling in my ears,
Making them cold to the point where they hurt so bad it feels good.