Whether she'd benefit from the cat grass, however, is yet unknown, because as soon as I set it down, Loki shoved his whole face in it. I have never seen a cat act quite so much like a small cow. Attempts to explain to him that cats are carnivores, not grazers, have produced no results, perhaps owing to Loki's woefully deficient background in natural history. Perhaps I should get some little charts. Meanwhile, he's still face-planted in the stuff, making snuffly cud-chewing noises of delight.
And now, to make more prints. Urgh.