Sunday, November 20, 2011

Clea LOVES Catnip

Clea was acting quite schizophrenic yesterday.  She was bouncing all over the place, and could not seem to be content anywhere.  When I went outside, I discovered why.

In cleaning up the yard in preparation for winter, the cage that usually covers the catnip patch had been temporarily moved.  Clea had found it.  Clea started digging at the roots of one of the catnip plants.  Clea had taken ownership of that plant.  She couldn't seem to figure out if she should be guarding her plant, or running away and hiding from everyone and everything.  She was hungry enough to go into her food dish, but so worried she couldn't take more than a couple of bites before hurrying back to her plant.

She appeared to be a cat in the throes of a panic attack.  She didn't want to leave her catnip plant.  She would wrap her entire body around it, chewing on the stalk.  Then she would bolt up and take off across the yard at full speed.  In the house, out of the house, back to her catnip plant.  This went on all day.

It's any wonder that, when nightfall came, she was exhausted.

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