And this time, he's not high from a tree or a ladder. Bolly sniffed out the catnip we had carefully ziplocked and shoved into the back of a high cabinet. I had to put it away to save some for the other cats after he went nuts over it. But no! He followed the odor, climbed up to the cabinet, opened the door, yanked the bag out, flipped it to the floor, ripped it open, dragged the nip ALL OVER, rolled in it, and by the time I rushed in to see what all the racket was, he was higher than a kite, and blissfully covered in ALL of the remaining cat nip. Ya gotta love him.