I’ve got some kind of mint trying to take over my back yard that may very well be catnip. My own two ignore it (although they love dried catnip), but one day last summer I had a charming tabby visitor who was chewing on it and sprawling out on the pavers in a very relaxed state.
When my little Warrior Princess growled at him, he just blinked at her as if to say “Heeeeyyy… What are you so upset about?”
(The charming tabby had a collar with a tag, so I was able to reunite him with his people.)
I’ve got some kind of mint trying to take over my back yard that may very well be catnip. My own two ignore it (although they love dried catnip), but one day last summer I had a charming tabby visitor who was chewing on it and sprawling out on the pavers in a very relaxed state.
When my little Warrior Princess growled at him, he just blinked at her as if to say “Heeeeyyy… What are you so upset about?”
(The charming tabby had a collar with a tag, so I was able to reunite him with his people.)