Went out and bought Tunch some Science Diet Light and some catnip, and I put the catfood away and forgot about the catnip, which I left in the bag on the couch.
Ten minutes later, I found one stoned cat (I can almost hear him purring from another room) rolling in a mountainous pile of catnip, which is now everywhere in the living room, as well as a much shredded bag.
I’ve done something similar before, although, to my credit, the catnip was in a Gladware container. Didn’t matter, the little bugger knocked it to the floor, lid came off, and I had one drugged out kitty.
My big cat chewed through the plastic container, and proceeded to deal it out to the other kitties. Stoners.
M. Scott Eiland
I should have tried catnip while I owned the evil and notorious Bart–it might have saved me some urine-soaked walls, shredded furniture, and the occasional punctured leg when he decided to leap on me from ambush while my hands were full.
Then again, he would have been less fun that way. :-)