Spidey was chasing a bag of catnip around earlier, trying to get it open, so I supplied him with a nice dose on his Purr Padd. He went a little crazy and then passed out. Apparently his tolerance for catnip is low right now.
Now that I’m home from shul with some leftover fries, he grabbed one and is playing french fry soccer. Hee hee hee. Plus there are some areas of the floor that I waxed last Sunday and he’s slipping extra fast over there.
I’ll just be giggling.