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When I was a kid my aunt and uncle were staying with us in France. They loved a bargain and spotted some meat in the supermarket they thought was exceptional value. So they bought it and made a stew.
Later my mum walks into the kitchen and sees an empty packet of dog food on the worktop. They hadn't clocked the picture of the dog on the side.
They gave the stew to a confused neighbour with a dog. Who just assumed it was some sort of weird British love of animals thing.
looks deeply unimpressed with the fact you bought her dog food....