This past Saturday also marked, according to his records, Harry’s 7th birthday.
I don’t know if his previous owners celebrated the occasion, and when I’ve taken care of him over the summers past I didn’t know the day he was born. With the special day, I decided this week past that I was going to do something special to mark the occasion.
I got him some nice catnip. The little fella LOVES his catnip! Place it up towards his face and he will start maniacally purring his approval. I took the Walmart bag that the nip was placed in, and I sprinkle a bit of it in the bag as the day progress. He’ll lay on the bag, occasionally rolling around, happy he can sniff catnip. It’s almost like marijuana for cats.
Not to mention: it improves his mood to the point where he’s not so needy with me all the time.