Feb 102005

I got Phurball a little catnip ball at the grocery store.

As soon as I gave it to him, I realized I would have done better to just get him some catnip. He wasn’t so much playing with the thing as he was trying to rip it open to get at the weed.

After about five minutes, he came over to me and meowed plaintively.

I tore open the ball so he could get the catnip.

Now he’s got the munchies.

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