Nipped Out Monkey

I must admit that I like the nip. Fresh, flake, shake, in a toy, on the floor, wherever it may be, I'll all over it.

There is always fresh catnip around. It's pretty much the grass kind. (See handsome fellow in pic.) Yeah, that's the kind I usually eat.

This kind makes me the least loopy.

The shake and flake kind.....found in a toy or in a jar, yeah well that stuff gets me nuts.

IT MAKES THE MONK, KA-WAZY!!!

Does that look like normal behavior to you? heh heh (Don't answer that.)

I love zoomin' around, chasin' Cooper, chasing a toy, rippin' it up all over the place!

Sometimes, I just get a little frisky and make weird faces and eyes. I look around for something to attack. Maybe I'll roll around on the floor.

Other times, I sit there wondering which direction I should run to in order to get to no particular place, in a really big hurry.

I think I love catnip because it just lets me be me, but.....I'm always me, so...well....wait! Maybe I just love it 'cuz it's cosmic?? heh

Well, I noticed Mommy bought this new kind.

It looks pretty.

I'll let you know how it goes. Right now, I gotta go. I see a bug! ....................zoom!!!