Well, what do you know? It says “Bliss” right on the label!
Boodie was all over that nip in a New York minute. Which is funny, because I think she is originally from the Valley. For some reason, catnip makes her want to sharpen her claws on the rug. And then she lies down on the nip. Go figure.
Me? I prefer my nip fresh from the garden!
I think it is tongue-curling good!