A while back, we found a catnip ball. Except it wasn’t a ball anymore. Somehow, it has flattened into a puck.
But it still worked.
Over the last week, the puck moved to the living room.
And, as one does with things in the floor, The Boy stepped on it. And the puck because pebbles.
We didn’t pick them up because they were still big. And they worked.
But, as the days go by, we continue to step on the pieces of catnip. And they get smaller. So now we basically have a fine catnip powder all over the living room floor.
But it works.
