My parents bought this cat basket a very long time ago (at least thirty years):

It was a step up in the world for the cat (possibly not Moggy, but definitely Kitty) as before that we'd used any old cardboard box for feline transportation (or none at all, until Moggy decided that the best place to travel in the car was under the brake pedal).
It served as Kitty's bed, too, and was where Mieze was born, but not the rest of the kittens. Felix, the last of those kittens, also slept in it.
When my Dad brought Astrophe over from Wales just after we moved in here, she came in this basket. She didn't take to sleeping in it, but it's carried on performing its cat-carrying duties, to and from the vee ee tee ever since. Big generally got to go in it, 'cos our other carrier was smaller.

Today we settled Little in it for her last two journeys.
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