Like most cats, Apollo absolutely loves catnip. He's got a few catnip toys that he still frolicks with, even though he's had them for months. If they were mine, I'd already be bored of them, but he seems to love them. Putting catnip in toys isn't enough for him, though, so we also have a little baggie of the fresh stuff to put on the floor, in boxes, on toys, or on the cat so that he can get Catnipped to the Max on special occasions. Apollo eats and licks it right up, and promptly spends the next 20 minutes all giddy, relaxed, and laid back. Well...correction. We HAD catnip. Until Apollo found our secret stash.
We're still not entirely sure how he pulled it off. We went out grocery shopping, and when we came back, the living room was in a bit of disarray. Somehow our charming little animal got the catnip down from the very top shelf in the living room. Mind you, this isn't a little 2 or 3 shelf deal. This is an almost 6 foot high bookshelf, stacked to the brim with books. I imagine he could smell the catnip on the shelf, got pissed at having to wait for us to get it down for him, and just bodyslammed the side of the shelf to shake it until the lightweight baggie fell gracefully onto the floor. After getting the catnip within reach, he promptly sank his teeth and claws into it and ripped the bag to shreds to get out the goods. It was sprinkled everywhere, and ground into the carpet. That means that not only did he eat it off the floor, he rolled back and forth in it to get the catnip good and stuck into both his fur and our white carpet. And since he rubbed it into his fur, vacuuming didn't help a whole lot because no sooner would we do a pass with the vacuum than Apollo would sit down, roll some more, and sprinkle out some catnip he had stashed under his collar. Such a charmer, isn't he?
Luckily, I don't think there's any sort of "kitty catnip overdose." In fact, the whole ordeal made Apollo much more pleasant to deal with. Rather than being the angry, bitey, and eager to claw little kitty that we get to tolerate on a daily basis, Apollo became the sweet, laid back, and groggy little stoned cat that he becomes after eating an entire bag of the Nip. He napped all day, his eyes were all red and squinty, and upon us returning home, he promptly went into the sink and passed out for the entire afternoon.
Do you have any idea how adorable a cat passed out in the bathroom sink is? Sure, it wreaks havoc on the plumbing, as we found out, when all the little Apollo hairs work their way through the pipes. And it's certainly unpleasant to find Apollo hairs plastered to the sides when rinsing toothpaste out of your mouth. And it's incredibly inconvenient to need to wash your hands and have a cat laying there and guarding it with his life, swatting and biting at anyone who comes near. But it is one of the darn most adorable things I've ever seen Apollo do. So there you have it, visitors. If you ever come to my apartment and want to win Apollo over, just bring him some catnip and let him go to town with it. But if you have the audacity to try to use what Apollo is convinced is his bathroom, you might be better off using the kitchen sink to wash your hands.
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| Apollo the mighty "Sink Guard" |
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| Not only does Apollo think the sink is his, he also sometimes commandeers the toilet. |
Next entry in the Apollo saga...he actually likes water! To hold you over to the next post, here's a video to prove it.
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