The Catnip Caper
Thursday, 2. August 2007, 15:33:19
As anyone who has moved will understand, sometimes things end up in odd places. I had a little bag of catnip that goes inside of one of Evelyn's toys and this bag ended up in [one of] the kitchen boxes. I put it on the counter while I decided where everything would eventually go, never dreaming that a young man would come into my apartment to fix the kitchen sink and think that the small plastic bag contained pot, weed, dope, marijuana, or whatever the current popular terms is.
He walks out of the kitchen with the catnip concealed in his trouser pocket.
MG: Do you smoke?
Me: No
I thought he was talking about cigarettes and wanted to bum one or a light. I am so not "cool" any more.
MG: (pulling the small plastic bag out of his pocket) I found this bag of weed in the kitchen
Me: It's not weed. It's catnip.
MG: Looks like weed.
Me: It's catnip.
MG: But, you don't have a cat.
Me: I did have one, but she is with my son at the moment.
MG: Why is your cat with your son?
Me: I have to wait until I have the $200 for the pet deposit. I can't pay the cat ransom, yet.
MG: So this is catnip?
Me: Yes.
Dear readers, I have seen skeptical looks before, but the maintenance guy is a world champion. There was no way he was going to believe me that the plastic bag had nothing but catnip.
MG: You don't have a cat, but you have catnip.
Me: It's not what you think it is.
MG: It looks like what I think it is.
Me: But, it's not
MG: OK
Me: I'm serous
MG: I'm sure you are.
ME: Smell it
MG: I did
Me: Then you know it doesn't smell like weed. It smells like catnip.
MG: If you say so
Me: I do say so
MG: So, you don't smoke
Me: No, I do not smoke anything
MG: OK
Me: You don't believe me
MG: Whatever you say
Then, MG puts the catnip back in his pocket and leaves. He took my catnip. I assume he is going to do one of two things: He will either turn it over to the police or he will try to smoke it himself.
Either way, it is still catnip.
And now that Evelyn is back here, I told her that the maintenance guy took her catnip and she growls and hisses every time she sees one of the men in the yellow shirt.
I wonder if he got high when he tried to smoke it?
He walks out of the kitchen with the catnip concealed in his trouser pocket.
MG: Do you smoke?
Me: No
I thought he was talking about cigarettes and wanted to bum one or a light. I am so not "cool" any more.
MG: (pulling the small plastic bag out of his pocket) I found this bag of weed in the kitchen
Me: It's not weed. It's catnip.
MG: Looks like weed.
Me: It's catnip.
MG: But, you don't have a cat.
Me: I did have one, but she is with my son at the moment.
MG: Why is your cat with your son?
Me: I have to wait until I have the $200 for the pet deposit. I can't pay the cat ransom, yet.
MG: So this is catnip?
Me: Yes.
Dear readers, I have seen skeptical looks before, but the maintenance guy is a world champion. There was no way he was going to believe me that the plastic bag had nothing but catnip.
MG: You don't have a cat, but you have catnip.
Me: It's not what you think it is.
MG: It looks like what I think it is.
Me: But, it's not
MG: OK
Me: I'm serous
MG: I'm sure you are.
ME: Smell it
MG: I did
Me: Then you know it doesn't smell like weed. It smells like catnip.
MG: If you say so
Me: I do say so
MG: So, you don't smoke
Me: No, I do not smoke anything
MG: OK
Me: You don't believe me
MG: Whatever you say
Then, MG puts the catnip back in his pocket and leaves. He took my catnip. I assume he is going to do one of two things: He will either turn it over to the police or he will try to smoke it himself.
Either way, it is still catnip.
And now that Evelyn is back here, I told her that the maintenance guy took her catnip and she growls and hisses every time she sees one of the men in the yellow shirt.
I wonder if he got high when he tried to smoke it?
WIDGETIZE
Cois # 2. August 2007, 19:31
spooksister # 2. August 2007, 20:22
momable # 2. August 2007, 20:45
AzureTimm # 3. August 2007, 01:27
Hey, I hope he didn't turn you in..
Is catnip some food that cats love? Or what?
Regards, a boy didn't find the term in his dictionary, Timm.
KayFour # 3. August 2007, 02:30
Nepeta is a genus of about 250 species of flowering plants in the family Lamiaceae. The members of this group are known as catnips or catmints due to its famed liking by cats—nepeta pleasantly stimulates cats' pheromonic receptors. It grows wild in many parts of America and is cultivated for sale to pet owners. When it is dried and crushed it resembles marijuana in appearance, but nothing else.
Catnip and catmints are mainly known for the pseudo-narcotic and hallucinogenic effects they have on cats, particularly domestic cats. Both true catnip and Faassen's catnip have a sharp, biting taste, while the taste of giant catmint is bland. Approximately two thirds of cats are susceptible to the effects of catnip, as the phenomenon is hereditary. The fact that it only elicits such a response in a proportion of cats—and that it is such a dramatic response—suggests that a genetic element is involved that is enriched in domesticated breeds.
When cats sense the bruised leaves or stems of catnip, they will rub it on their genitals, roll over it, paw at it, chew it, lick it, leap about and purr, often salivating copiously. Some cats will also growl and meow. This reaction only lasts for a few minutes before the cat loses interest. It takes up to two hours for the cat to "reset" and then it can come back to the catnip and have the same response as before. Young kittens and older cats are less likely to have a reaction to catnip. Lions and tigers are also sensitive to the effects of catnip.
Information stolen directly from Wikipedia
AzureTimm # 3. August 2007, 03:57
Wikipedia's a good thing really.. Thank you for copying it for me!
Regards, a boy edited two pages in wikipedia, Timm.
hungryghost # 3. August 2007, 04:50
Cois # 4. August 2007, 10:17
unlisted # 12. August 2007, 07:09
GF: Honey, do you know what was in this?
ME: Um, no. Looks like oregano.
GF: It smells kinda minty, though.
That's when both of her cats came barreling through the house sounding like a paddock of crazed horses.
GF & ME: (together)The catnip!
They had consumed it all and were on a pupils-fixed-and-dilated all out tear from one of the house to the other. Six short hours later they were calm again.