My mother used a wheelchair for many years following contracting polio. Because of that, certain things were packed for trips which most people would never need.
Following one such trip which concluded in a airplane ride, one of her checked bags was missing.
My father reported the missing bag at the service counter.
"What is in the bag?"
"A bed pan."
The person writing out the information seemed very puzzled, so Dad added, "She needs it."
Days later, the bag was delivered to my parent's home.
Dad said he then read the tag on the bag and could then see the reason for the strange look.
It read: Dead Cat