tbh I would also do that-

I followed the sweetest, calming scent drifting from the table and found a little glass jar filled with dried purple buds. Lavender! I braced my paws against the smooth glass and reached high with my feelers, gently nudging a stray sprig that poked from the rim. Rubbing the tiny blossoms between the tips of my ribbons released a soft, soothing aroma that felt like home. I gave it a respectful nod, tucking a tiny fallen blossom near my paws to keep close.