This morning Buddy was his usual rambunctious self and then some. I heard poor old Mimi making some very strange meowing you're hurting me sounds and look over to see Buddy with his jaws around her neck. She is very petite and Buddy is very big and strong. I broke up the brawl but Buddy wasn't done yet. Mimi hid in the laundry basket and when I went over to give Buddy a pat on the head he decided that I looked good enough to bite, too. He wants to play rough, but doesn't realize how rough he really is. When he's in a mood, you don't want to turn your back on him unless you really want him to latch onto your calf and bite you.
I figured he needed a toy rather than another kitty or me to bite on, so I chased him into the living room to find some toys. Maybe catnip would keep him occupied for a little while? I got out the catnip, which of course made all the other cats come running, then rubbed a toy for each cat with the catnip. They're always more intrigued by someone else's toy, though, so I have to keep re-distributing the toys so that everyone can get their fix. They love that stuff! After the catnip fest, he seemed a little calmer and didn't try to rip Mimi's throat out anymore today.