Dooooood
July 1st, 2007Recently, Stevel and I came home from somewhere, and he went into the kitchen. He called out to me, “Um. Did you put this catnip out for Mia, or did she get it out herself?”
“Catnip?” I said as I headed toward the kitchen, “No, I hid the catnip way back in the back of the cabinet behind all the stu—”
“There is catnip all over the floor in here. And the stuff from the cabinet is all out.”
“Oh, and also? The cat is stoned.”
See. This is precisely why, every time as I am leaving the house, I tell these cats, “No parties.”
July 2nd, 2007 at 1:48 am
That was awesome! I know Azure can sniff out anywhere the catnip is or has been in the past few months. If he throws any parties though, he must clean up before we get home.
July 3rd, 2007 at 5:50 am
Max never goes to the vet unless he’s stoned. I put lots of catnip in his carrier and he just goes and gets right in there. I never have to fight with him to get him in the box. He associates “vet” with “PARTY TIME!”. And he’s always very mellow and well behaved for the vet, too. I definitely recommend catnip parties before vet visits!
July 3rd, 2007 at 5:02 pm
Thanks, ma! I never thought to do that but it sounds like a brilliant idea to me. I’ll give it a try.
For a really good time, grow catnip in your garden. When it comes time to harvest, dry it out in the oven. The cats will go NUTS all over the house.
July 9th, 2007 at 1:50 am
I thought that it was legal for prednisone nasaeu. You know, to take the edge off and keep her food down.
But you have to admit she looks kinda Californiaee
with that “whas happenin dude” look.