Wherein Biko rules the roost

Why does Mommy keep singing "bag of cat"?

Daddy used to take me out to see the kids at the elementary school in a bag with a nice mesh top for me to see out of the top of in every direction. It was okay, but funny when he carried it because it had a shoulder strap. He stopped later on because he wasn't home in the afternoon anymore, but Mommy said I deserved a better bag to go out in than a Rollerblade bag that probably smelled like feet.

A couple of days ago, the child-kitten came in from shopping with Mommy and Daddy giggling. She put down a me-sized bag with mesh on the ends and opened up the side. I sniffed at it and she tried to push me in! Mrow!

After she went to bed, Mommy opened up the entire bag and put some catnip in it for me. I laid down in the bag for awhile and let her carry me around in it. I like it the most for rubbing my jaw along the corners of the bag. Its teeth (zipper teeth) are just right for scritching me.

The kitten-child wants Mommy to take the dog-bone appliqué off the side of the bag. I don't care if it stays. The humans might read it as "fierce animal inside"!