If cats that we owned owned us disliked their catnip mice with prejudice, they quickly sacrificed the offending critter in a very feline manner leaving only an empty husk and scads of catnip shreds scattered over many square feet of carpetfloorscouches...
And then they wanted another one...
Shannon, as I’ve mentioned, crouches near the catnip mouse and yells at it. Jake hugs it and occasionally beats it up.
Elen put new catnip in it today, so Jake has been lying blissfully in the sunbeam with it, near his favorite spot on the carpet where the dogs peed. It’s an olfactory explosion of sensation!