We couldn’t find Mojo yesterday, and we were afraid he had gotten out of the house. We called and searched, and he didn’t show up. So I got the catnip off the shelf and called, “Mojo! Mommie’s got drugs!” He was at my feet in an instant.
I sprinkled catnip on him. He rolled on the carpet wildly for an hour. Then we left the house. When we got back he had deteriorated to languishing lazily on the floor, withered.
I think he has a hangover today. He has been listless - except for the cat fight. A big cat came onto the porch, and a cat fight commenced. The glass door between the two cats didn’t stop them. Bones started hitting the door. It sounded like someone falling down the stairs!
We don’t give catnip to Mojo often. His body couldn’t take it.
I sprinkled catnip on him. He rolled on the carpet wildly for an hour. Then we left the house. When we got back he had deteriorated to languishing lazily on the floor, withered.
I think he has a hangover today. He has been listless - except for the cat fight. A big cat came onto the porch, and a cat fight commenced. The glass door between the two cats didn’t stop them. Bones started hitting the door. It sounded like someone falling down the stairs!
We don’t give catnip to Mojo often. His body couldn’t take it.
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