“Of all God’s creatures there is only one that cannot be made the slave of the lash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve man, but it would deteriorate the cat.”
— Mark Twain
Of course, Kako has some ideas for improving humanity. Her first suggestion is mass extinction. She has a few other ideas but would like to try that one first.
Grendel is very helpful when it’s time to do laundry. As you can see, he waits for me to get all the laundry out on the floor where I can sort it, then he climbs in the middle of it and takes a nap. I’m usually forced to pile the clothes early in the morning so I can start laundry later in the day—after he finishes “helping.”
Kazon is sleeping while sitting (a crime in Texas, I’m quite sure). I also believe he might be warming his feet in that pool of sunbeams he’s sitting in. And I do so love the way he wraps his tail around him when he sits like that. My baby boy…
But oh the fun! This past weekend was a catnip weekend. It was Vazra‘s first since I rescued him.
While I do keep a fresh supply of catnip toys scattered about the pad, something more primitive and fun takes place when I spread a large amount of the really fresh stuff on the floor. Yes, it makes a tremendous mess. It winds up everywhere—on the furniture (including on/in the bed) and in every room. Despite this, it would be impossible to explain the antics and excitement caused by the experience.
They wallow in it, they eat it, they bring toys and drop them in the middle of the spread so as to turn up the volume of play, and they generally go nuts. When all energy has been expended, they nap. Oh, how they nap. And they return to it time and again, so I leave it in place for a few days until it loses its mojo.
As I explained to Jenny yesterday, I made the terrible mistake of once again having the camera on the wrong setting while I took photographs and videos of the event. I did rescue a few pictures (but no videos) because they showed promise, but most of them were junk. I’ll learn one of these days…
Here’s one of the photos I saved. This is Vazra grabbing a drink of water after twenty or so minutes of ‘nip-induced shenanigans. It demonstrates clearly why these events make such a mess. For best results, check out the hi-res version. If you do, look at the floor behind him. Then imagine five cats in the same condition.
Clance is grabbing a bite to eat while Larenti watches from around the corner of the fence.
