gandhi

penelope and half of her loot from canine gandhi

so if you’ve read my blog before (see coupon), you know that my husband has a severe coupon addiction. coupons are butch’s crack. i think some of our friends think i’m exaggerating or overreacting when i freak out about the coupons. if you didn’t believe me before, you will after this story.

so sometime this week he went on a favorite couponing website, and found out that there was a “unadvertised sale” on dog food at target. (apparently, this is like the FBI covert operation of couponing) trial size bags of dog food were on sale from $6.99 to $3.00. (good deal right?) well..it gets better. he had  $3 off coupons filed in his binder. SIX $3 off coupons. therefore, making six bags of dog food free. he came home on friday after work like a proud peacock carrying his bags of dog food under his arms…acting like he brought home bags of money for us to roll around in. moreover, he told me the whole story about the Iams dog food, except the whole time…he pronounced it “I. AMs.” I ams dog food. I didn’t have the energy to tell him it was pronounced “Iiiiuuummmss” (plus, i thought it was funny). so i just nodded my head and laughed on the inside.

oh, but there's more…in each bag of dog food there was another $3 off coupon. therefore, it started the sick cycle all over again. needless to say, he went back to target on saturday and ‘bought’ (ie/pretty much stole) 6 more bags for free. and here’s where the best part comes in (that i didn’t find out until much later in the day)…he had taken his ‘special scissors’ with him in the car so that he could cut open those 6 bags and head back in to get 6 more bags for free. (are you following? he sat in the parking garage, cut open free dog food bags, got out the coupons, and went back in for more free bags) he did this not once, but twice…therefore, he came home with EIGHTEEN bags of I. AMs. dog food. eighteen bags. our dog was beside herself when he walked in the door....he was like the goddamn canine gandhi.

he turned to me while feverishly dumping the bags into the rubbermaid container where we keep the dog food and said, “gees, i hope she likes it (shaking his head)” (yes, butch, the dog eats her own shit…i’m pretty sure she’ll like it.) he is headed back to target today to use the six $3 off coupons he didn’t use yesterday….this time, he is looking for some free I. ams. cat food. today it's feline gandhi to the rescue...however, i'm pretty sure our cat will be too busy hissing at someone or licking her own ass to notice.