I have two bags with wheels, one bigger and one smaller. Ideally I always want to use the smaller one because I aspire to be a light packer. More often than not, reality squelches my aspiration and I wind up taking the bigger one. I can't decide which shoes to take so I need to take many. Tomorrow morning I will be loading the bigger bag in the car.
But before any packing could begin I needed to have said bags inspected. So I called in the Beagle Brigade.
... yes, yes, very nice."
"Now, what about this one?"
"Hmm, perhaps too small. Dog mum likes shoes."
The inspection picks up pace. All is a blur.
The bigger bag's inspection comes back clean, not to mention more comfortable.
Four feet in a row.
Work is done. Time for a nap.