Once upon a time there was a precious Good Cassy who had a really short attention span, Good Cassy. He liked to explore on top of things like Mount Bookcase and Kitchen Mesa or inside things like Cave Knitting Caddy or the Undercover Cat Cave. Good Cassy would even explore Lake Bathtub from the edges or atop the Belly Island (when it was there), but not inside except in drought times. A cat has his standards, you understand. Good Cassy likes playing mini-blind solos *throm*, *throm*, *throm*, *throm*. Strange sideways rain happens sometimes but Good Cassy has learned to retreat under the bed till the odd storm passes. Feather dusters need to be disciplined with claw and fang and Good Cassy has dedicated his waking hours to keeping an eye on the birdies, the catnip mice, and feather dusters from raising too much hecter around his turf. Oooh, oooh, turf. Cat grass is munchy and Good Cassy will clutch a container to his chest and nibble it. Yum, yum, yum. Good Cassy needs frequent naps to keep up with his busy schedule. Night-night, Good Cassy!! See you in the morning.