Sadly, this is the catnip mouse I brought Hili as a gift last fall. She has shown no interest in either the toy or its psychedelic contents.
Hili: It looks like an artificial mouse, it smells like an artificial mouse, it squeaks like an artificial mouse…A: Because it is an artificial mouse.
Hili: Probably it is for cats who are totally inexperienced.
In Polish:
Hili: Wygląda jak sztuczna mysz, pachnie jak sztuczna mysz, piszczy jak sztuczna mysz…
Ja: Bo to jest sztuczna mysz.
Hili: Pewnie dla kotów, które nie znają życia.

There appears to be a glitch in the matrix.
Hili just has to go outside to find the real mouse & bring it back!
Remember there is no mouse.
OT: I must’ve skipped a week again. No more whiskey on tuesdays.
The error, made at 5 a.m., has been fixed!
Check. 🙂
Does she lack the right catnip receptors? Why do some cats go bananas over catnip and others can take it or leave it–mostly, like Hili, leave it?
Some years ago I read a research report which said that some cats really are not interested in catnip – most kittens are not. It’s a euphoriant. I had one cat who would go bananas – and keep demanding more. The ability to distinguish the scent extinguishes after a certain amount is inhaled. (The same thing happens with whiskey for humans, after the first ounce you could substitute cheap whiskey and the tinker will not be aware of the substitution unless told about it.) I had one cat who reacted to olives as if they were catnip — would take a black olive up between his paws and rub it all over his face tummy!
oops — I mean “drinker” not “tinker,” of course.
Not sure about the inexperienced bit…Baihu is such an amazing hunter that he even catches stuff when he’s on the leash. But he still gets a kick out of cat toys.
He does, however, much prefer toys attached to strings attached to sticks that I’m waving around….
b&
if she doesn’t go for catnip try valerian, some cats go bonkers for it – I make my own with a mix of the two
Hili does not care for valerian either – I tried. But if there is a piece of beef or bacon, that’s a totally different matter – she is dancing around like a demented dervish.