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Have you ever wondered what your cat feels when they’re high on catnip? I did too, so I decided to find out firsthand. Buckle up, fellow cat lovers – this wild ride is about to get real.
The Crazy Idea That Started It All
It hit me like a furball to the face. I watched Mittens roll around in ecstasy after sprinkling some catnip on her scratching post. Her pupils were huge, she was purring like a diesel engine, and she looked like she was having the time of her nine lives. That’s when I thought, “What if I tried some?”
Now, before you call the cat police, hear me out. I’m not talking about eating the stuff or smoking it. I’m a responsible cat mom, not a college freshman at her first Burning Man. I just wanted to get as close to the feline experience as possible. So, I decided to make myself a catnip tea and see what all the fuss was about.

The Great Catnip Tea Brewing Adventure
I’ll be honest – I felt a little ridiculous standing in my kitchen, carefully measuring dried catnip leaves into a tea infuser. Mittens watched me from her perch on the counter, probably thinking, “Amateur.” I could almost hear her judging me.
As the tea steeped, filling my kitchen with a minty, slightly grassy aroma, I started to get nervous. What if I turned into a cat? What if I developed a sudden urge to knock things off shelves or chase laser pointers? But there was no turning back now. I was committed to this experiment in the name of science (and a potentially viral Facebook post).
The Moment of Truth
With Mittens as my witness, I took my first sip. The taste was… interesting. Imagine if green tea and freshly mowed grass had a baby, and that baby was raised by a family of mint leaves. It wasn’t unpleasant, but it definitely wouldn’t be replacing my morning coffee anytime soon.
I waited for something, anything, to happen. Would I start feeling euphoric? Would I suddenly understand why cats find cardboard boxes so fascinating?

The Unexpected Results
After about 15 minutes, I started to feel… calm. Like, really calm. Not in an “I’m about to pass out” way, but more of an “I could totally curl up in a sunbeam right now” vibe. My stress about work deadlines and that weird noise my car’s been making seemed to melt away.
I found myself stretching luxuriously, feeling more relaxed than I had in weeks. Was this how Mittens felt all the time? No wonder she always looked so smug.
But here’s the kicker – I also felt more playful. I had an urge to do something fun, something silly. Before I knew it, I was digging through my closet for that feather wand toy I bought for Mittens last Christmas. And let me tell you, I’ve never appreciated the simple joy of chasing a feather on a string more than I did at that moment.
The Unexpected Side Effects
Now, I’d love to tell you that my catnip experience was all sunshine and rainbows, but I’d be lying. About an hour after my tea, I got hit with a case of the munchies that would put any college dorm to shame. I found myself standing in front of the open fridge, contemplating the merits of pickles dipped in peanut butter. (Spoiler alert: Not as gross as you’d think.)
I also developed a sudden, intense fascination with a loose thread on my sweater. I spent a solid 20 minutes trying to catch it, only to realize I was essentially playing with myself like a cat with its own tail. Not my proudest moment, but definitely one of my most entertaining.

The Cat’s Out of the Bag: What I Learned
This little experiment taught me a few things:
1. Cats have been holding out on us. That catnip high is no joke.
2. I now understand why Mittens insists on taking 18 naps a day. Post-catnip relaxation is real.
3. The line between “responsible pet owner” and “crazy cat lady” is thinner than I thought.
But most importantly, I gained a new appreciation for my feline friend. Watching Mittens go crazy for catnip used to be amusing, but now it’s like we share a secret. We’re catnip comrades, partners in crime in the pursuit of herbal happiness.
A Word of Caution
Before you rush off to brew your own batch of catnip tea, remember that I’m just one person sharing my experience. Everyone (and every cat) reacts differently to catnip. Some humans might not feel any effects at all, while others might find it too strong. Always do your research and consult with a healthcare professional if you have any concerns.
And please, for the love of all things feline, don’t try to eat dry catnip or roll around in it like your cat does. Trust me, it’s not as fun as it looks, and you’ll be finding bits of leaves in weird places for days.

The Purrfect Ending
So, would I do it again? Absolutely. I’m thinking of making it a weekly ritual – a special bonding time for me and Mittens. She gets her catnip, I get my tea, and we both spend the afternoon in a state of blissful relaxation.
Just don’t be surprised if you see me chasing a feather wand down the street or curled up in a cardboard box. It’s all in the name of understanding our feline friends better. At least, that’s what I’ll keep telling myself.

Hey, I’m Morgan, a 51-year-old cat mom from Kingsport, Tennessee. With four cats under my roof—one being a blind troublemaker named Mr. Magoo—there’s always something keeping me on my toes. When I’m not chasing cats or spending time with my kids and grandbabies, I’m all about healthy living, organic gardening, and sharing a good laugh. My Southern sarcasm comes naturally, and it’s helped me navigate the chaos of cat life, one snarky comment at a time.



