A spiffy tiger print new treat bag, that is! And yes, I needed one. See the photo below as proof:
See the crappy plastic baggie on the left? That's what mama usually uses to carry around my treats on our daily walkies. I always hear about plastic not degrading, but can attest to the fact that when inside mama's hip bag and carried (and refilled, naturally) at least twice a day that the plastic does indeed slowly disappear. Which is good - scientific in a definitely un-scientific-kind-of-way - but which necessitated our finding a new treat bag. Mama got this one on Etsy - it's apparently supposed to be for baby treats (baby humans eat duck jerky and liver crackers? who knew?) - so it's made with all sorts of nice materials that won't poison me. Which I suppose is just fine. Most important for me is that it's about the same size, so mama cannot skimp on the cookies. And she likes the kitty print, so I guess we're all happy.