Nippers

Only a few times a year we remember
the catnip container stored on a high shelf.

I remember this.

Gimme,.... GRrrrrr
(note the dust on the lid)

Soon,

Oh BOY

Calm down Tanji,...

Lick, lick, lick.

Mine, all mine.
(T's ears are flapping with excitement)

This container smells good.


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