Catnipilicious… not.

Well, finally my human takes some time from her schedule (really, I couldn’t care less about other things she had to do) to take care of my blog.

But I don’t want to blame her too much because she thought about me this week and brought me stuff from a place she calls Manhattan (?!).

First, she came back with Maru’s book which we will read this weekend and I can talk about it later next week. Yippee!
She also bought something for herself that was wrapped in white, thick paper. My kind of paper! Of course she kept it for me!

But most of all, she brought, guess what? Catnip. Well, the plant. Well, what is supposed to be catnip. I could not recognize the plant as catnip though. Strange.

But I can only assume it was nip because someone was having a good time…

After just a few minutes, Grouik was so under the influence of nip that the humans feared he would try to fly and fall from the deck. That was embarrassing.

That was yesterday. Today, Milou and I decided to inspect the so-called catnip together.

Nope. Still didn’t smell like catnip to me.

On the other hand, guess who started to lick the plant…

Again, a bit embarrassing.

As for me, I guess I’m more of the dry-catnip type than fresh one. Oh well… I wish I had an olive instead.