Hi, I'm Bonnie Underfoot, also known as The Attack Tabby... and I like catnip... a lot. It started with my pink mousie at tax time. You know, just to help with the stress. But I enjoyed it so much! I rolled with my mouse and tossed it around. It lost its bell and one eye, but still... it had that special "something." For awhile.
Then we found catnip in the garden. Just growing there! So my woman brought me a leaf... and that was really good. I mean, it smelled wonderful, then I ate it, and WOW. Everything was soooo good, and I don't remember what I did, but then I got the munchies, and finally I was really sleepy. So whenever she went to the garden, you know, I'd wait by the door, casual-like, just in case she might happen to bring me a leaf. I'm so embarassed by my actions! My woman even rubbed my mousie with fresh nip from the garden... and wow. I mean, wow! But in winter, my catnip... I mean my woman's catnip... dies back. There's no fresh nip for MONTHS.
Then, it came. In the mail. Oh, it was hidden in a box with a bunch of boring people stuff, but I knew it was there. An innocent looking cloth mat... with the most amazing catnip ever. It was from my woman's mother and she bought it for ME and somehow by buying it, she helped homeless kitties. I didn't care about that until later... but when I got that mat, I was transported. I rolled on it and I scratched at it and I tried to BE the mat. For a whole hour. O... M... G... that was the good stuff.
I don't know what to do now. My mousie just doesn't do it for me anymore. The plants have gone south for winter. Even my mat... it's just not like it used to be. You know how it is, you start small, but then it takes more and more to get the same high. I think I need help... help getting stronger nip!