Finally my human took some time to cut back my catnip garden. And of course I had to help. There is no way she could have done it with my sad little face looking out the leaded glass door from inside.
If you remember my last post about my catnip, it was in sorry shape. And it definitely needed work.
My human was prepared… well, sort of. The pruning scissors are kind of rickety, but she’s not exactly a gardening goddess.
While she got busy tearing up the woody stems and dried up parts, I tested out some of the catnip that was still green and growing.
It was actually pretty strong!
In fact, something kind of special happened as my human was ripping and cutting back all the dead and dying catnip parts. It released a bunch of catnip scent into the air! Like, literally the whole patio area smelled like the strongest catnip imaginable. It was so potent, I’m surprised she didn’t get high!
The scent was even covering her gardening gloves. She offered me one to check out.
You’d think I’d had enough after all that. But no! Once we were back in the house, I immediately went for my Yeowww! catnip heart.
I may have a “problem.”
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