Sometimes I like to sit in the garden amongst the girls and contemplate my navel. You probably didn't need to hear that. I out-gas belch too. It's biological! I think the girls appreciate my outgassing. Perhaps it's my exhaled CO2. My cat also enjoys the experience, (Not the outgassing part but the comradery is my guess.) Maybe that's too much information for this forum. Does this count as one of my posts? An occasional lame post keeps the group wondering if I was sampling my product before writing. (YES I DID)
Back to the cat: She really does seem to want to help me. She told me in so many words. She inspects every plant carefully. I wonder what she is looking for. I don't feed her the product. I grow a special crop of Catnip for her. The neighborhood cats also visit the Catnip patch in the back yard. Next time I catch a group of cats in a stupor laying around my Catnip plants, I'll take a photo and show you. Otherwise there's not much activity. They sort of lie around meowing a song off key. You know the song: How dry I am.
Have you ever tried to instruct a cat? It can't be done. Like herding cats; It's an exercise in futility.
I think I'm done here. I'll be back
