In a damp, cool, gray drizzle, my DH went out and planted 5 catnip plants for our cat BooBoo this morning. I had already put in one plant and it seemed to be doing well for a while; then it seemed to shrink down and get ragged looking. I couldn't understand what happened till I saw Boo rolling around on it and sniffing it and generally getting himself stoned. So of course he's just about worn the plant away.
So now he can go in the back yard and enjoy his drug of choice whenever he likes! And it's because of my husband's willingness to go out in the drizzle and put in plants for Boo's enjoyment. I think he's going to get an extra present from Boo for Father's Day--her certainly deserves it!
