What does the Festival of Lights (Hanukkah) and my bowl of homegrown catnip have in common?
Both represent miracles.
Hanukkah legend has it that a lamp with enough oil to burn for one night, miraculously burned for eight.
My Tupperware bowl of catnip from last season should have been used up months ago, but there's just a little bit at the bottom, and no matter how much I give Chester, there always seems to be more.
P.S. Chester is in "watch him" mode. He's better, but not quite 100%. (Maybe 95%) For now, we'll take it.