The mister and I made the big, hairy grocery run for the week. We planned out meals for the majority of the week, and knocked out the shopping so that the necessary foodstuffs were on-hand for those meals. Except for one last item which was on sale at another store. We delivered the groceries, and headed off for our final purchase with the kids in tow. Relieved to have the shopping completed, we headed home again.
In a surreal moment, we slammed on our brakes to allow a chihuahua carrying a slice of pizza to cross the street. (I kid you not.) Only to arrive at home moments later where we found a certain pair of labs had made a dog's dinner of our preparedness plan. While we were out, the dogs helped themselves to the hamburger and hot dog buns intended for tonight's dinner and tomorrow's lunch. *sigh*
The hamburger buns must be replaced because they were for Katie's favorite meal on the evening before her oral surgery... and the advent of squishy foods for a couple of days as she heals. Hopefully, "three's the charm"...
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The Terrorist tends to do the same thing - and then pukes for good measure!
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