My Cat the Crack Fiend

Yesterday in the mail my parents sent me a package containing, among other things, a bag of catnip and a little fur mouse. Now, I didn't even realize the package contained the mouse until all hell broke out in the other room as she went absolutely ballistic. Realizing that disaster could result if I left the catnip out, I put it back in the box, and closed it tight.

Apparently this was not enough to stop my coke-head of a cat. When I awoke in the morning I discovered the cat twitching and frantically sniffing the ground by the box, searching desparately for that one last hit of cat nip. Not only did she get the catnip during the night, but she completely destroyed the bag it was in and left no traces aside from a couple little fur balls drenced in cat drool.

Believe me, there is no sight more amusing than awaking to find your cat strung out after an all night bender. That said, I wonder if Minnesota has a Betty Ford for felines?