There’s something about sitting in a doctor’s storage-unit-sized waiting room an hour past my appointed time. “Waiting” being le mot juste and “room” being rather less apt, it’s not something good.
But at least a bathroom break — taken as much for a change of scenery as for any utilitarian purpose — gave me another face for my collection. A moose, I think, although I guess if you pulled those handles down, it would look more like a (slightly out-of-focus) spaniel. Or a beagle?