[Hitch]

Originally Posted by Rumpelteazer

In general I don't mind running errands.

Now I know you live in a dense city center, OR, you just like getting away, lol. Running errands where we are now drives me nuts, because there is absolutely positively nothing that means "less than an hour" of driving and doing time. I can never plan to take 15 minutes or even 30 and do something.

I do eat some of the cheese, but I'm not picky about where it comes from. I only eat bread rolls when we have hamburgers.

In normal times I go to the baker for sliced bread and something extra nice on Tuesdays. I do eat regular bread, atm my mother is in a cracker phase, so she eats little bread and I just get the slices from the freezer I plan to eat.

On Thursdays I go to the supermarket for bread rolls and cheese. But late last year my mother has been adding other things, I had to have a talk with her that I don't mind getting anything she needs, within reason.

But your parents aren't elderly, is that right? I mean...perhaps I have a skewed view of their age, due to the whole Uncle-porn thing and thus, I think he's younger than he is and ditto your folks?

When needed I run other errands on either day, usually to a drugstore.

I don't mind the shopping, especially when the weather is nice. Pre-Covid-19 I went during work time. Now I go before our store opens at 10am, at least to the supermarket, it's nice and quiet at that time.

Ah, you have Browser's Heart. My Grandmother had that. I've never seen someone who could have more fun in a grocery. Honest to crap, she could take 20 damn minutes figuring out which summer squash she wanted--and she enjoyed it. (Ditto my BIL. He loves shopping. Dammit, I wish he lived closer to me. I could dragoon him into errandage!)

What I do hate is when my mother asks me if I go anywhere near X store. Just *bleeping* ask if I mind getting something! Living in the city center whenever I take a step outside I'm near pretty much most stores. In the past I felt guilty if I didn't need to go near X store and would offer to go. Now I just say no and she figured I was much more willing to go when she just asked. Since the social distancing she's starting again. Mostly for a couple of things from the drugstore. I don't want to go to drugstores now. The ones nearby are tiny and they seem to attract people who have difficulty social distancing. I needed a couple of things myself so I offered to order her things with mine online. That worked.

Yeah, that "are you going anywhere near.." is the errand version of "while you're up..." from the living or telly or family room, lol. And I don't blame you for not wanting to go to drugstores, I don't either. Even if it wouldn't do much to you, if you bring it home...I mean, we all know the spiel.

I have a big pile of treats, but Maru is getting a bit fed up with the ones I have most of (in different flavours), probably because she also gets those from my mother. The other treats I have she doesn't like; those require chewing and Maru doesn't like to chew. The ones I ordered are her favourite, Luna also likes them. From the same brand they also have "semi moist" treats, so I ordered one of each flavour, too.

If they don't like/understand those I'll give them to my neighbour for his cats. Last year I got treat that they didn't understand; they just licked them and didn't get it that they could eat them. I gave them to my neighbour (father's best friend), who didn't even know there was such a thing as cat treats. Now they are almost as spoiled as Maru and Luna; though they pretty much eat any treat and don't demand a varied treat diet.

Ah, now the IMPORTANT part of our discussion--cat treats. The biggest traumas and alarums and excursions and tantrums we've ever had are over cat treats. God forfend you run out of the ones that they "like," or, more tragically, the manufacturer--gasp!--changes the formula or recipe. Holy moley, that happened with my last pair of cats, and I had to hear yowls about it for two weeks. And the whole disappointed eyes thing. You'd think that the treat thing was the Hindenburg disaster from the sound of it.

I stock up on the largest quantity, at a time, that I can, that I think won't go off or rancid by the time that they get through them. (sigh), Dogs are SO MUCH EASIER on treats, I tell ya.

Hitch