The LL got me a paper bag a few weeks ago and I loved it! I loved it so much I punched holes in it and squished it (that's showing love to a bag right?), well I loved playing in it, and that's what happened. Since that one was messed up, LM got me a new one. I've had this one for a week or so I think. I play in it, I bite it, I take naps in it too. Bags don't hold up to much cat abuse and eventually they begin to fail at their job of staying open. This bag has gone wilty and I can't open it to go in, so instead I got under it.