During the days I explored the Wiccan path, Fritzie was uncontrollably fascinated
by the incense and candles and the stuff I used to mark out my circle. I learned
after a while to just let him be, his comings and goings never seemed to bother
the energy, and after I stopped busting up the ritual to put him outside the
circle he just lay in there with me, just chillin, very serene.

It was months before I realized I had a big sack of catnip in the back of the
drawer where I kept all my stuff.

Blessed be,
Baha