Beloved is one of those men with very regular habits. Every morning, he disappears into the bathroom; every morning Tiresome Terrier, equally regular in hers, sits outside till he comes out.....Not so much Her Master's Voice - more like his Crap: dog or activity, whichever way you care to put it.
Such are the little things Granny will be missing as she heads - any minute now - home or away from home: whichever way she cares to put it.
(Sorry about the crappy photo - in this case appropriate perhaps. It's what happens when you're in a hurry.)
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