Full disclosure: I am morally opposed to Walmart. I almost never go there. But when you live in the toolies like I do, sometimes you are forced (victimized) into going there. After they ran all the mom & pop stores out of business in every small town in America, they have the gall to quit carrying fabric then start up again with only pre-cut really cheap ugly stuff from China. But I have never met a leopard print I could refuse. And they waved it right in front of my face. Along with several spools of gold metallic thread. Sort of. I feel so violated. I went there for printer ink or a shovel or something.