Cat grass is like a drug. Our little one goes crazy for it. Right after I took this photograph, there Kitty was, up on the table, mowing in down. I take it away and jumps for it, grabs it with both paws and pulls it back towards him. We hide it on top of the book shelf out of reach, but he knows it's there.

Nom.

Buying at Shotwell again today. Time to pick an outfit!