Normally when I give the boys catnip, they get very mellow; they'll eat their catnip, act really playful for a while, maybe wrestle with each other or get the munchies and then take a nap.
Not so Sunday morning. I gave them each a small dish of catnip and Oliver kept trying to shove Rocky out of the way to get to his dish and ignored his own. I finally had to put Rocky's dish under the dining room table so Oliver would leave him alone. Then, when Oliver figured out he wasn't going to be allowed to steal his brother's catnip, he spilled most of his dish and rolled around in it.
I think he must have been channeling my RB cat Lucky, who got really aggressive whenever she got catnip and did her best to make sure her foster brother Miles (RB) didn't get any.
Not so Sunday morning. I gave them each a small dish of catnip and Oliver kept trying to shove Rocky out of the way to get to his dish and ignored his own. I finally had to put Rocky's dish under the dining room table so Oliver would leave him alone. Then, when Oliver figured out he wasn't going to be allowed to steal his brother's catnip, he spilled most of his dish and rolled around in it.
I think he must have been channeling my RB cat Lucky, who got really aggressive whenever she got catnip and did her best to make sure her foster brother Miles (RB) didn't get any.
