When it comes to fear of potential danger - I'm not very smart.

I noticed that my cat must be getting "old" - she's been slacking on her coat maintenance.  She's been producing more hair balls then a dryer trap.  I gave her a bath yesterday (this is tricky as i don't want to kill her with a heart attack - she's a nervous twit who has had seizures). And today my "exciting trek outside of work and home" was to go to Walgreens to buy a comby-type brush. The soft bristles weren't cutting through the extra undercoat.  

Now the standard person might think otherwise about walking into a store that has three squads parked outside the door.  But I'm not that smart when it comes to potentially dangerous social situations...