Er, catnip.

Our neighborhood is, let’s face it, a mecca for the insane. It is also full of tourists who quite often overlap the first group.

Insane tourist with wacky-looking wife: Are you planting marijuana seeds?
Me: Uh… no.

I was in fact planting catnip. We have a fifty foot long planter in front of the apartment building. Currently it is mostly empty. I thought it would be picturesque and quaint to fill it with stray cats, and I am sure the tourists would like it.