Fixing Food for the Four-Footed

Milady Webworker tried to gift a blouse to an acquaintance a day or two ago, expensive brand I guess. Acquaintance insisted on trying to pay her for it, until Milady explained she'd picked it up at the thrift store.

I did use gift as a verb. My 1950s inner grammarian denounces myself. My 21st Century slob doesn't care.

Y'all keep on commenting while I fix the four-footed brigade a bite to eat, and maybe myself. Seriously, don't wait for me, I'll catch up. Probably.