Sitting pretty,
Cat in a box
Just had his tea
Now he can sleep
I’ll let him rest
And get the best
Afternoon kip,
With some of the catnip!
Cat in a box
Tag: Catnip
Thanks for the catnip mum!
Loud purrs, happy fur, cats got catnip highs.
Writhing around, sniffing the ground and covered in bits of nip!
Glued to the mat, cheery cat, sitting and rolling about.
It does amaze me, how they go crazy all for a few flakes of cat mint!
Playing with
His catnip toy…
It’s a bit old so I sprinkled some fresh catnip onto a newspaper. The reaction was astonishing, ripping the paper and quickly trying to eat the catnip. After ten frenetic minutes he’s fallen asleep and is snoring! No doubt he will wake up and play again soon… X bless
Catnip
I saw some catnip for sale today, I usually get the cats catnip toys, but this was a bag of shredded plant material.
Basically the cats loved it. They all rolled about and snuffed it. One of them started chewing my slipper…while I was wearing them. He even chewed at my trouser leg. He also started playing and chewing my straps on my sandals. He ended up rolling round on his back where he’d scattered the catnip on the carpet, he had got underneath the towel I’d put it on and spilt it on the floor.
Now? He’s sleeping like a baby like butter wouldn’t melt in his mouth!
Wish I was
Wish I was a warm fussy cat
Snoozing on the chair
Tucked up nice and snug
Feeling really very smug
Basking in warm air!
Wish I was a happy little cat
Eating till I’m full
As I’m feeling very fat,
I’d rest my paws and head
Sleeping on the bed.
Wish I were a contented cat
Dreaming of chasing mice
Never having to hunt for food
Playing with my catnip toys
When I’m in the mood.
Cat toys
Today’s #bandofsketchers prompt was games or toys. I have a scrabble game somewhere but haven’t seen it for years. I don’t have any toys, but the cats have plenty….
A lot of them are filled with catnip which drives the cats mad with pleasure. It tends to fade over time, hence the number of toys! Drawn in spectrum noir metallic pencil colours in a little sketch book with a bit of black felt pen to define the edges.
Hey hooman, fetch me my tea
My paws are cold, turn on the heating hooman. Miaow, where’s my food? Little questions or demands they make. Insisting they are served. Hooman you have no choice, you are in my power. Now play with me, no I want to curl up and sleep, oh I’ve changed my mind, I want to go out.
Hooman, you should know I don’t eat THAT food. It is not special enough. Give me more of the rich tasty stuff.
Hooman? Where is my catnip? I née my catnip toy. I love you hooman. But don’t try and pick me up! No I won’t take my claw out of your hand!
Purrr, I’m feeling friendly. Let me put my claws in your leg. Oi let me down hooman. I’ve had enough fuss!
Mallaband-Brown 