Sometimes it's nice to not live so close to my parents. As I told my dad how Stephan just pours out catnip for the cats by the cup-full (on the kitchen table) for them to roll themselves in (usually at 10:00 at night) my dad responded:
Dad: Have you ever seen my Cat Spa?
Me: Um. No. I don't want to know what a cat spa is.
Dad: That's the name of the product. C-A-T-S-P-A.
Me: Why? And, but, no. I don't want to know. You people are crazy.