[My favorite thing; source]
Ruru the Cat here. I love catnip. Love love love. My people brought me catnip this week. I may not want to go outside or touch grass or smell the big world. But I love spring because it comes with soft, tender catnip I can smell and touch and chase. I can maul it for hours. It's intoxicating.
[Everybody else got my catnip.]
The only problem I had with this was they shared my catnip with everyone else. They all went nuts for it, even the big panther, Dude. I wanted it all for me. I want to throw it all and swim with it all. I want to haul it everywhere until it dies. Is that too much to ask? Seriously.
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