When I eventually got older and started smoking weed (around 20 y.o), my cat got into his later years. We were enemies most of our lives but really came to be pretty good friends in the last few years of his life. I was home one time on Christmas break one year and had brought my vaporizer with me. My room was in the basement which was also where he lived so we became pals due to our environment, but he was really a sweet cat. A dick at times, majorly, but a sweetheart when he wanted something (warmth, mostly).

I was sitting their late one night around 2 am and was smoking the vaporizer, watching a nature documentary about bugs/insects. Meiko (kitteh) came up to me and starting putting his face up close to the vapor, smelling it and squinting. I could tell he was curious, so I puffed a little vapor cloud at him and he kinda braced backward a little, tightening his face and eyes/ears, but he stayed.

20 mins later he’s purring like a motherfucking harley in between my legs and I’m just going to town on his back, massaging and petting like a boss. He just starts squirming and digging his face into the blanket/rolling over and purring louder than I’d ever heard/felt. I could tell he was high, and from what I could tell he seemed to like it.

Then we just chilled and watched the documentary, at which point he was wide awake and clearly watching the TV, which had all these super close-up videos of bugs, and my cat was just wigging out lmao. I’d never seen him actually watch tv, not sure if it’s cuz it was a bug documentary or cuz he was high.

But anyway, moral of my pointless story is that I too had a cat who liked weed. R.I.P Meiko