I can't say that my version of this is as epic, and sadly I have no photos. However, I once went with David to visit his parents, and his mother gave me a very large bag of catnip grown in her yard and dried in the sun. I put it into the bottom of my backpack. When we got home I was tired and did not unpack. I left the backpack on my bed. I was eventually alerted by a number of thumps, chirps, and trills from the resident cats. One of them -- I'm pretty sure which one, but I wasn't there -- had clawed through the bottom of the backpack and extracted the bag of catnip, which was easily torn open. They then dragged it through the hallway and kitchen into the sitting room, where everyone, including those previously innocent, rolled in it until three of them were somnolent and the fourth -- the ringleader, I am sure -- was dashing about at top speed uttering strange cries.
Obviously, that homegrown catnip was very good indeed.
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Date: 2019-07-13 08:06 pm (UTC)I can't say that my version of this is as epic, and sadly I have no photos. However, I once went with David to visit his parents, and his mother gave me a very large bag of catnip grown in her yard and dried in the sun. I put it into the bottom of my backpack. When we got home I was tired and did not unpack. I left the backpack on my bed. I was eventually alerted by a number of thumps, chirps, and trills from the resident cats. One of them -- I'm pretty sure which one, but I wasn't there -- had clawed through the bottom of the backpack and extracted the bag of catnip, which was easily torn open. They then dragged it through the hallway and kitchen into the sitting room, where everyone, including those previously innocent, rolled in it until three of them were somnolent and the fourth -- the ringleader, I am sure -- was dashing about at top speed uttering strange cries.
Obviously, that homegrown catnip was very good indeed.
P.