How the Cat Got His Zoomies (Part 1): The Great Stillness 🐈💤🌍✨

In the High and Far-Off Times, O Best Beloved, the Cat was the most still thing in the Wet Wild Woods. 🌲🐈

He did not run. He did not jump. He did not chase the red dot—for the red dot had not yet been invented by the Man-thing. He just sat. 🧘‍♂️

He sat on the **Velvet Horizon Perch** of the universe. He sat with his paws tucked under his chest, like a loaf of warm bread. 🍞✨

"Why do you sit so?" asked the dog, who was always chasing his own tail and looking very foolish. 🐕💫

"I am conserving my energy," said the cat. "I am waiting for the event."

"What event?" asked the dog.

"I do not know," said the cat. "But it will be spectacular." 😼✨

And so the cat sat. He sat for a hundred years. He sat until his fur was dusty and his whiskers were stiff. The Moon looked down and said, "This cat is too boring. He needs a spark." 🌙⚡

So the Moon reached down a long, silver beam of light and tickled the cat right at the base of his tail. 🌌👉🐈

And that, O Best Beloved, is when the trouble began. 🌪️

What happened when the Moon tickled the cat? Find out in Part 2!