At the American Chemical Society 2001 annual meeting, this year in Chicago, researchers reveal that catnip is more effective than the most powerful chemical mosquito repellents, including even DEET…
Just A Wee Nip
A mosquito's not a kitty,
And it isn't very pretty;
It will suck your blood and make you scratch your itch.
It is very apt to bite us,
Giving some encephalitis
There's a horde near you; just check the nearest ditch.
As a food source they admire us,
And they carry West Nile virus;
A mosquito's something one can scarcely take.
Now at last, around our campfires,
One can shoo the bloody vampires…
Little Draculas, at last, have met their stake!
And a cat is no mosquito;
Fact is, most think cats are neat-o.
Still, the nicest kit may slash you with its claws.
Now at last we've found a beauty;
Catnip does a double duty:
Wards off skeeters; gives the feisty kitties pause.
As a food source they may style us;
Whining, rubbing, they'll beguile us,
But there's nothing quite as soft as kitty's fur;
And from San Jose to Yonkers,
Give 'em catnip, they'll go bonkers;
When they're done, they may reward you with a purr.
Want a mouser, not a skeeter?
Puss will love you if you greet her
Covered head-to-foot with catnip; she'll go bats.
Then, if critters chomp your finger,
They're no skeeters; they won't linger…
You can fairly well be certain it's your cats!
- The Yellow Doggerelist
(August 2001)
Copyright © 2001 Stephen S. Bates
April 13, 2006 at 3:06 pm |
Hmm…cat nip. (Do ya have to eat it?) %-)
Well I think there is something about being Italian that skeeters like (and particularly when I was pregnant) – I always feel I could be at an outdoor party with load of other folks…and I’m the only one they’d zero in on who’s be getting Bit!
;-D
April 13, 2006 at 7:50 pm |
Welcome, Karen! Good to see you over here at my polite site!
It’s been a long time since I read the article and wrote the doggerel, but I believe you just rub it on yourself like any other mosquito repellent. Skeeters aren’t especially drawn to me, but there are some places… the Houston Arboretum in a certain season… in which no one gets away without a few bites. I’ll have to remember to borrow the kitties’ nip next time I go.