The other night Oz bought a cup of catnip at the pet food store. Because when life is grumpy-making, you can always perk yourself up by watching cats get stoned. When we got home he dumped a heap of catnip on the rug. The cats said, "Woo!" and began to wallow in it. And slaver.
They spent the night pressing their bodies to that area of the rug. The next morning I saw Sparky's butt projecting out from under the couch. I heard a strange tok-tok sound. When I lifted the dust flap to see what he was up to, I found him gnawing on the plastic catnip tub, which is now perforated.
"Oz! You have debauched my cats!"
"Oh, those cats were already pretty debauched."
"So. Were you thinking about running the vacuum cleaner anytime soon?" There is catnip all over the place. The cats don't mind, but the rugs are looking seriously scruffy.
155 words | June 30, 2006 10:31 PM | Felis Major