this is your (cat) brain on drugs

i realize that last post made a lot of you be all "see? this is why i don't have a cat," and this next one is certainly not going to change your mind. the thing you have to understand is that while these episodes are kind of weird / annoying / alarming / weird, they're also TOTALLY AWESOME. if you're a cat person.

so when i get home from new york last weekend, i wander into my apartment, and immediately notice that my beige carpet has... stuff. ALLLLL over it. piles of... stuff. it looks sort of like my cat knocked over a plant and then spread slash rolled around in the dirt all over the carpet. except... i only have one plant, and it's still happily perched on my mantle.

upon closer inspection it became very clear what the substance was: CATNIP. huge, huge amounts of catnip. which is normally kept waaaay up in a kitchen cabinet on a shelf higher than my head. INTERESTING. i head into the kitchen, to be greeted with this:

so while i was gone, the cat somehow figured out:

a) how to open cabinets
b) how to open cabinets roughly 5 tall
c) how to get into / onto a then-exposed shelf roughly 6 feet up

...and then located the catnip on that shelf, brought the bag out to the living room, tore open the bag, and went hogwild. he was probably high the whole time i was gone.

he's a really, truly, fantastically dumb cat most of the time... but apparently catnip is the one thing that will actually get a synapse or 3 to actually start firing in that big dumb head of his.

that big dumb ADORABLE head, of course: