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Isaac is a very strange cat. Catnip is his favorite treat. I used to grow the fresh stuff for him but he likes the dried almost as much. That animal will fight you to the death to get ahold of the canister and will roll around with it on the floor. I stopped buying bags of it because every time I set it somewhere and left the house without putting it away, I'd come home to a high kitty with seriously dilated eyes who would chase me around the house yowling as I tried to sweep up the mess.
I love to watch him fly around the house, up and over furniture, through all the rooms and I'll wait... and jump out and scare the crap out of him and he'll reverse directions and do the whole thing over again. I also enjoy the tape on the bottom of the paws thing, and I suspect he does too. He used to sleep under the covers with me until the day I found cat hair in a place that I never want to find cat hair in again.
He also knows that if he's patient (and there's no dairy or fish involved), he can usually clean my plate or bowl when I'm done. Stupid twit.

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