Provisions, Provisions, Provisions

April 17th 2025

The captain surveyed his wilting crew with concern. Katniss, the usually zealous first mate, was giving the ‘poop deck’ (her designated patch of outdoor rug) a half-hearted swipe, her tiny tail drooping like a deflated balloon. Brandy, meanwhile, was dramatically clutching a cleaning rag, feigning exhaustion from the task of wiping down a single handrail.

The captain announced. ‘It’s time for the weekly provision run! Think of the hardship! The grueling trek to the air-conditioned grocery store! The back-breaking labor of pushing a shopping cart!’

Katniss, sensing the shift in tone and the potential for treats, was on board for this journey. Brandy grabbed her oversized shopping bags. The ‘suffering’ crew piled into the dinghy, their descent into ‘starvation’ miraculously coinciding with the call of fully stocked supermarket shelves.”