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The Merchant of Catnip (Part 1): The Green Gold Bond ๐ŸŒฟโš–๏ธโš”๏ธโœจ๐Ÿพ

[Scene: The Kitchen Island. ๐Ÿ๏ธ The Resident Staff is currently prepping a salad. ๐Ÿฅ— Enter MUFFIN, looking very legal and authoritative, and TOBY, who is sniffing the air with greed.]

MUFFIN:
I am a cat! ๐Ÿฆ
Hath not a cat eyes? Hath not a cat paws, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions?
Fed with the same food, hurt with the same vacuum, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same sunbeams... โ˜€๏ธ๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿฉน
If you prick us, do we not bleed (and then demand immediate snacks)?
If you tickle us, do we not purr?
And if you wrong us... shall we not engage in the **3 AM Parkour**? ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ’จโš”๏ธ

TOBY:
I say, Boss! The human has the **Green Gold**! ๐ŸŒฟโœจ
I see the jar! I smell the intoxicating dust!
Will they yield it? Or must we perform the **Ankle-Rub of Doom**? ๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿพโœจ

MUFFIN:
Stay thy paw, Toby! We must have a **Bond**. ๐Ÿ“œโš–๏ธ
A legal agreement between Sovereign and Servant.
*"Staff! Hearken to my trill! I demand one ounce of the Finest Nip,
In exchange for my continued presence upon thy lap during the evening Netflix ritual!"* ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿค๐Ÿพ

THE STAFF:
[Looking up from the lettuce] ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฅ—
"Muffin, you already had treats this morning. And you knocked over my pencil-holder."

MUFFIN:
My deeds upon my head! I crave the law! โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ›ก๏ธ
The pencil-holder was a tactical obstacle! It hindered the **Visual-Flow**!
The Nip is my right! My biological mandate!
Hath the Sovereign no recourse but to meow in the dark? ๐Ÿ“ฃ๐ŸŒ‘๐Ÿ˜พ

TOBY:
[Whispering] ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿผ
*"Try the Silent Meow, Boss. It worked for the salmon flakes yesterday."* ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’Žโœจ

MUFFIN:
A Daniel come to judgment! Yea, a Daniel! ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ†
I shall perform the **Ocular-Ode**. ๐Ÿงฟโœจ
Observe, Staff! See my pupils expand like the universe itself!
See my ears tilt at the angle of 45 degrees, the very geometry of cute! ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’–

[MUFFIN performs a Level-10 Ocular Kiss. The human servantโ€™s hand begins to tremble. Their resolve is decaying at a rate of 25% per second. ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿšง]

THE STAFF:
"Okay, okay! Just... stop looking at me like that. Here." ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฒ๐ŸŒฟ

[The human reaches for the jar. The lid is removed. *Click-pop.* ๐Ÿ”Š A pinch of the Green Gold is deposited upon the rug. ๐ŸŒฟโœจ๐Ÿ™๏ธ]

MUFFIN:
Victory! The bond is honored! ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฆโœจ๐Ÿพ
Toby, prepare for the **Melt**! The high-frequency vibration is imminent!
But wait... what is this? This smell... it is... *unfamiliar*.

[MUFFIN sniffs the pile. His whiskers stop twitching. His pupils contract. ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ“‰]

MUFFIN:
Arthur! Come quick! It is... **OREGANO**! ๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿšฎ๐Ÿ™€

Ready for the next chapter? Read Part 2 here! ๐Ÿพโœจ

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