This was a first for my youngest cat Metztli. Normally when she wants to be alone and go into a deep sleep, she prefers a stool in the dining room because it’s probably the most defensible position. Then I saw her climbing into the bag this morning. I figured she was searching for food, find nothing and then move on. Nope, much to my glee, Metztli climbed in completely, found a way to turn around and then parked. She also didn’t mind being photographed. You know animals and children. Oh, I’m pretty confident, if Metztli could speak English, she wouldn’t sound like Chico Marx, the accent is due to where the bag came from.