Ironically I had an odd dream about Cassy this weekend. In it, I'd made oatmeal and he was hovering over the bowl begging for some. (Not typical behavior for him for oatmeal, at least.) While digging in the goo, I dug up a catnip mouse which he joyously confiscated.

Hope this isn't one of those 'forcasting the future' type dreams. Ick.