The other night, I was awake about 3:30. I was laying I was just laying there starting to fall back asleep when I heard this "Plop". I looked over the edge of the bed and poor Cash had fallen out of bed! I got out of bed and checked him out. He seemed okay. He was looking around like "What the heck just happened?" So I put him back on the bed and we went to sleep. He seems to be fine now. I felt so sorry for the poor boy. I'm hoping that now he won't insist on sleeping right on the edge of the foot of the bed.