Day 236: Bag Check

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Beings with feathers who study featherless culture quickly realize the importance of something called a “bag.”

Central to nearly all activities in the lives of featherless beings, the bag sometimes gets as much attention – if not more – as the beings themselves!

This is never more true than during travel (which they like to do in these odd structures that have wings but no feathers….if you can picture that).

Here, the “bag check” is a critical part of pre-flight preparations. Only the most thoroughly checked bags will be permitted onboard.

Wow, Mom. This is a mighty full bag. I'll have to check it for safety.
Wow, Mom. This is a mighty full bag. I’ll have to check it for safety.
First I will just do a full perimeter scan.
First I will just do a full perimeter scan.
I must say - this crinkly material was an excellent choice - both resilient yet somehow crispy!
I must say – this crinkly material was an excellent choice – both resilient yet somehow crispy!
Yup - all looks good over here....
Yup – all looks good over here….
And up here as well....
And up here as well….
Now for an interior safety check!
Now for an interior safety check!
It all looks very secure in here....
The material is just as resilient and crispy in here – excellent.
Although I may have to confiscate this crinkly parrot toy for myself....
Although I may have to confiscate this crinkly parrot toy – for safety reasons, of course….

Author: Shannon Cutts
Co-Author: Pearl Cutts

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Animal sensitive and intuitive with Animal Love Languages. Parrot, tortoise and box turtle mama. Dachshund auntie. www.animallovelanguages.com

2 thoughts on “Day 236: Bag Check

  1. My guys never react when I come home from work carrying my bag. But they somehow know when I’ve been shopping. As soon as I walk in the door they are on me. As soon as the bags are set down in the kitchen they are in them. From there the battle begins. I think I am losing the in brains department.

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