Some neighborhood cat (or cats) is coming off the most enormous high today. This is what I greeted this morning outside my front door. I laughed so hard. Catnip ripped to shreds and through wire, I might add. I spent hours devising this set-up to prevent this plant from being raped and pillaged by the ruffians of the fur kind, but obviously this didn't sway them one bit. What was I thinking, its pot for cats!
This was a bushy, healthy plant yesterday. 
They even managed to pull storks out, with roots attached. It was obviously the place to party last night. I wonder if they finished the evening off with Doritos!
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I don't want to meet THAT cat in an alley.
Corine: But maybe he would share his "stash" , man.
Does that mean you are now are running a cat/crack house?
Oh La Belette Rouge - what a good idea. A new vocation - I hadn't thought of that. And its legal.
Can you imagine running a little drug business for cats -- all lined up waiting on your patio to score. You'll have to put out little lawn chairs for them to wait and then recline on after they eat the green stuff. I'm surprised you didn't find a cat passed out in front of your plant this morning. Looks like the cat devoured quite a bit and in quite a frenzied state.
Soodie: Yes, that's perfect. A frenzied state! I think I saw the culprit earlier today. He was out there jonzing!
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