Once upon a time there was a baby squid that wanted to have a pet kitty. The baby squid (we'll call him babysquid for short) imagined all kinds of kitties -- black ones, white ones, calico ones and even purple ones.
"Whoever heard of a purple kitty?" asked his friend, babymantaray.
Babysquid replied, "You don't need to hear about them. They live in our hearts."
"Yeah, purple kitties live in our hearts. As a matter of fact, I can hear one meowing inside you right now."
Babymantaray didn't know whether to feel happy or deeply disturbed.
So the two friends swam up to the surface of the San Francisco Bay, scanning the beach for kitties.
"Is that a kitty?" asked babymantaray, pointing to a broken Heineken bottle.
"No, that's a salamander," said babysquid knowingly. "Now, that's a kitty," he said, indicating a rusted, burned out Volvo with no tires.
"How will we get it back home?" asked babymantaray.
"I don't think we can," said babysquid despairingly. "Oh well, at least we got to see a kitty today. Let's go home now -- I'm really hungry for some reason."
With that, the two ocean friends returned to the bottom of the bay and played a game of chess in which babymantaray moved only his knights during the entire game.