Princess, the Catnip Queen
Last night as I was lying there half asleep I thought of something profound to write in here. But, as per usual, now that I am sitting here I have not one profound thought in my brain. In case you hadn't noticed, I have been trying to keep this blog more active but I have trouble coming up with things to blog about. I think my trying to be profound makes for a boring blog anyway. But my sense of humor has been at a low ebb lately. I don't know why. One funny thing recently has been watching my sister-in-law's cat play in the evenings. She is a hoot. This is Princess. Well, it is Ellen holding Princess. Princess is teeny tiny as compared to Smudge. But Princess has an addiction problem. She LOVES catnip. Gail says they have never had a cat who is as crazy about catnip as Princess is. Gail has a patch of catnip. I know nothing about growing it, but it seems to come back every year. Maybe ...