

Jazz was a cat who liked to play music. He had a unique drum set made of cans and boxes. He would tap and bang on them with his paws and make loud noises. He thought he was the best drummer in the world.
One day, he saw a mouse running across the floor. He wanted to catch it and eat it. He left his drum set and chased the mouse. The mouse was fast and smart. It ran under a sofa and hid. Jazz could not find it. He was angry and hungry.
He went back to his drum set and played louder and louder. He wanted to scare the mouse out. He did not care that he was making a lot of noise. He did not care that it was night time and everyone else wanted to sleep.
Soon, he heard a voice. It was his owner, a little girl named Lily. She came out of her room and said, "Jazz, please stop! You are making too much noise! I can't sleep! You are a bad cat!"
Jazz felt sorry. He did not want to make Lily sad. He loved Lily. She was his friend. She gave him food and water and toys and hugs. He stopped playing and went to her. He rubbed his head against her leg and said, "Meow, meow, sorry, Lily. I was trying to catch a mouse. I did not mean to be bad."
Lily smiled and said, "It's okay, Jazz. I forgive you. But you have to be quiet at night. Everyone needs to sleep. Sleep is good for you. It makes you healthy and happy. And you can play your music in the day. Your music is unique and fun. But not too loud, okay?"
Jazz nodded and said, "Meow, meow, okay, Lily. I will be quiet at night. I will sleep with you. And I will play my music in the day. But not too loud. Thank you, Lily. You are the best."
Lily hugged Jazz and said, "You are welcome, Jazz. You are the best, too. Now let's go to sleep. Good night, Jazz."
Jazz followed Lily to her room. He curled up on her bed and closed his eyes. He felt warm and cozy and happy. He dreamed of playing his music and catching mice. He learned his lesson. He learned to be respectful and kind.
The end.
