When I was in high school, our large grey tabby, Animal, indulged in catnip from time to time. He’d sniff it, lick it, roll on it, run around like a maniac, eat a ton of food, and then settle down for some serious cartoon watching. I remember feeling a certain kinship with him.
Last summer I planted a small container of catnip for my two cats. The younger one was not a fan. My 11 year old (grey tabby again) really loved it for a while, but eventually started using it as a toilet (actually crawling into the flower pot and squatting). Needless to say, we just don’t “do” catnip here anymore.