Well... kitty crack. Aka Catnip.
I swear he knew I was coming home from work with a present. Usually when I get home he is passed out on my bed. But no no, not today. He was sitting at the door as I came in. He knew!
Anyways, I got him a catnip toy from work. I had been looking for one, but all of the pet stores I found had really crappy ones. So I picked a strong one up from work, and decided to document Toby on it.
Oh my god, CATNIP.
Mmmm... all mine!
Mmm, I love catnip.
I'm going to drag you back to my room and drool all over you... (I didn't let him)
Aha! I have you cornered against the door!
I'm so happy.
GET OFFA MY CATNIP
I'm glad we had this discussion.
Mine! Not yours, Emma!