I had my usual little helper when I was getting some stuff out of the pantry (you know, that place where
treats are kept?), but I decided to give her some catnip instead of what she was expecting/asking for.
There was a whole lot of rolling around on the floor once she had a good snuffle,
 
and not enough holding still to get a good picture of her covered in dried leaves.
Gretchen eats in front of our pantry, so she believes it's her territory. Of course, you're familiar with bassetude, so you can probably guess that Sissy KNOWS the whole kitchen (house?!) is hers!
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