This is, apparently, a thing. Babybear🐻 and I are shopping right now, restocking the bears den after a vacation week away (before things get ugly as it closes in on feeding time at the zoo.) I told Babybear🐻 to follow me since we needed a to grab a few pounds of bacon (Babybear🐻’s favorite food). She jumped and grabbed both my arms with an ecstatic expression and asked:
“Are we getting just enough bacon for the potato salad, and the Mac and cheese? Or are we getting enough for recreational bacon?”
Yeah, I like that.
Just a couple of bears knocking around in the wilds of the supermarket, stocking up on cured meats and living the dream.
Let’s get enough bacon for RECREATIONAL use.