They walked back into the house. The lady left to catch the bus for work. The man held Betty as they waited at the bus stop with the kids. The kids made their usual cooing noises, repeating Betty's name so many times she could no longer even hear it.
The man walked Betty back one block, slowly, begging her to please poo so he wouldn't be worried all morning about her having an mishap in the house. She obliged by defecating in the neighbor's manicured lawn, obviously having needed to rid herself because there seemed to be no pushing involved, just a notion and gravity.
The man bagged it happily, patted her cinnamon head and whistled as they walked slowly back to the house.
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