Jamie has had us in stitches this evening because he's been up to his old tricks in the cellar. He adores the smell of cut grass, wood chips, etc.. My husband has been doing a lot of yard work this week, and Jamie has been in his glory, rolling around on Daddy's gardening shoes, sniffing them and trying to get his head into them. DH also has a 30-gallon folding vinyl container for yard waste which Jamie has claimed as his own. He likes it even better than a cardboard box, and that's saying a lot. He kept jumping into it tonight, but then couldn't get out again, or at least pretended he couldn't. I'd lift him out, he'd jump back in, then we'd do another round.:lol3: He probably could have played in it for hours, but I was afraid he'd overexert himself (he has severe HCM).
Do your cats go into ecstasy over the smell of yard waste?
Do your cats go into ecstasy over the smell of yard waste?