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Yesterday I had to make a trip to Petsmart for food and litter and decided it had been awhile since Hobbes and Selena had received new toys so I stocked up on mice; a catnip-terrycloth teddy bear for Selena and elephant for Hobbes; a container of catnip and a catnip mat. If you're unfamiliar with the catnip mat (as was I) it's a mat that opens at one end with a pad inside. You sprinkle catnip inside and close the Velcro fastener and place on the floor for the cat to enjoy.
I came home with bags of groceries as well as the Petsmart bag and Hobbes immediately found his bag and tried to investigate. So I opened the mat and place the catnip inside and put it on the floor. Hobbes was in kitty bliss. He's my addicted cat and a mat full of his favorite herb was more than he could stand. He rubbed his face all over the mat, he rolled his body all over the mat. He rolled himself up inside the mat and turned it over so that he could rub all over the other side. Finally he fell into a stupid....er stupor -- a drug induced sleep, a silly grin on his face.
Selena was in the bedroom enjoying the new goosedown comforter while all this was going on. She didn't come out until she heard food being put onto plates and the plates being carried into the den for dinner in front of the TV. By this time the mat had migrated from the floor to the back of the couch (DH thought Hobbes would be happier asleep near him). Hobbes had already checked out dinner and determined that we weren't eating Friskies Chicken Hearts and Livers and he lay down on the hearth to continue his nap. Selena came in and made the same disappointing discovery as Hobbes in regards to the human's dinner and she went to the hearth for a drink of water.
I've never seen Selena react to catnip. I wasn't sure if she had an interest in it. But as she drank her water her nose began to twitch. She looked over at Hobbes with interest. She sniffed his foot. Then she began smelling his leg. Suddenly she began rubbing her face on his hip. A lightbulb went off in my head and I snickered. Hobbes smelled like catnip. He'd been rolling and sleeping on the mat until his fur was saturated with the smell of catnip. Selena continued to rub her face against his leg and hip and I noticed the tip of his tail twitch. Opps, thought I, trouble brewing.
Selena was in heaven. She was reacting to the catnip in the same way Hobbes had. The only difference is that Hobbes affection was directed at a mat, Selena had chosen a 20 lb cat. She straddled her little 8 lb body around Hobbes and began rubbing all over. This was enough. To be honest, I was surprised Hobbes had allowed it to go this far. His tail thumped against the brick hearth twice and he turned, put his paw in her face and shoved. She was still in some orgasmic state of bliss and unceremoniously fell off the hearth with a bump. She looked around with a foggy eyes, whether from the catnip or the bump I'm not sure. She shook her head and stood up. I gathered the mat up off the couch and with mat and Selena in arm placed them both on the floor where she could continue her catnip ecstasy without interruption.
That was the idea of course, until Hobbes realized Selena was on HIS catnip mat. Next thing I knew there was a cat chase in progress. When we went to bed last night the mat was again on the back of the couch and Hobbes was stretched out happily sleeping in his catnip bed. Selena was pressed as close to Hobbes as she could get, trying to enjoy the six inches of mat that wasn't occupied by Hobbes. So today, I go buy a second mat so that Selena can enjoy her own. Tomorrow I'll probably report to you all that both cats have grown tired of their catnip beds and prefer the box that's lying on the floor.
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