Because I was talking about catnip with a friend, I thought Id repost this, mostly because it still makes me smile... OMG, I’m Running an Opium Den Originally Submitted by kyla on Wed, 04/11/2012 - 23:29 Howdy, Usually, the Shady Rest is a fairly sort of semi-normal place. Weirdness, but somewhat contained, if only because of the ages of most of the residents. Other days, however, are saturated with the aura of surrealism. Today is one of those. CJ and I were cleaning out the fridge and freezer in the kitchen. In the freezer, we found a bag of catnip. As we were putting back in the stuff we were keeping, we forgot the bag of nip. We may have forgotten it, but the cats did not. Riddi was the first to find it. She was thoughtful enough to draw our attention to her find by knocking over some cans sitting on the counter. CJ went out to see what the clatter was about and found the catnip bag, opened. She brushed a few spare flakes onto the floor (figuring theyd find it but with less damage on the floor than on the counter) and put the bag in the freezer. Apparently, there were still traces of catnip on the counter as well as on the floor. CJ went out to the kitchen again and called me, Ky? You HAVE to see this. I obediently toddled to the kitchen and beheld: Thor, solid black, sprawled on the floor on his side, one front paw sticking up in the air for no apparent reason. He stretched, looked over at me, yawned, and rubbed himself on the floor again. Riddi, sitting on the counter above him, licking a front paw, weaving just a bit, trying sooooo hard to look clean and sober. Spare, burly orange tabby, usually the most serious and responsible of cats, staring deeply into the microwave door. You can almost see him thinking, Duuuude, this is deep! I lost it. I was laughing so hard I though Id need oxygen. I finally reeled off down the hall, still giggling, heading for my computer. As I write, CJ is in the kitchen, calling back updates on the scene: Now Thors on the table, looking for munchies. Riddi just stuck her left front paw up in the air and started to lick it...now shes got her right rear paw in the air, licking it, but her left front paw is still waving around over her head. You hear that swishing sound? Thats Archie. Hes managed to get his foot through the handle of a grocery bag and hes trying to walk away from the noise. I suppose I should go out for chips or something for the cats... Just another day at the Shady Rest. Yall take care now.
Posted on: Sat, 16 Nov 2013 05:29:20 +0000
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