The Butcher has put his foot down and since he no longer works at a grocery store, he refuses to do all of the grocery shopping any more.
Since the cats are "too good" to go grocery shopping and the dog tends to only buy meat and peanuts, there’s no one else in the house to go but me.
And I have to go right now.
Now.
Okay, now.
…shit…
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Tiny Cat Pants 