Combat cats

Our house has been a little crazy since mid-last week. Why? My mom, aka the bad influence, mailed our cats a new catbed. For most, this wouldn't be a problem. But this bed had a little something special in it, and my cats go a little nuts for this something special -- catnip.

I should have known something was up with the box when Wally wouldn't leave it alone. I knew the box had a "present" for Slappy, Easter eggs for Little Elvis and pants for Bob. So I wasn't completely sure what the problem was.

Finally, I opened the box and discovered a whole bag of catnip attached to the bed! Catnip is like a drug for Slappy and Wally. And they both have decidedly different reactions.

Slappy gets all sweet and giddy, (at first) she purrs and rubs her nose all over. Wally is a mean drunk. He attacks Slappy and gets hysterical.

At first Wally was the goofy one, chewing on the bag of catnip and rubbing himself all over Bob's new pair of pants. Slappy was rubbing herself all over the chair and purring like she was in Heaven.

Then the fireworks began. I managed to have great timing for this. The camera was rolling and Little Elvis was happily ensconced in his high chair, enjoying the craziness.

Of course, we made a music video out of the chaos.



Why was the bed just for Slappy? My mom was convinced big ole Wally wouldn't fit inside. Guess he proved her wrong, huh?

The bed has since provided us with lots of laughs, and even Little Elvis gets in on the fun. He has twice chased Slappy out of the comfort of her bed.