I walked into the kitchen tonight and found this:
Katchoo, my 10-year-old Calico cat, just laying there on the floor. That little baggy in front of her is catnip – or kitty crack, as it is known in our house. Garbanzo, our 14 year old Siamese, is the addict. Katchoo never gives it a second glance. This must be some good catnip if she sought it out and played with it, and in full view of the dogs.
While I’m documenting her debauchery, she catches the sweet scent of the catnip again – and decide she just needs one more hit before she goes back outside to meet up with her kitty friends.