The poo went missing and I know what happened to it. The eternally hungry Nicky grinned sheepishly as I lectured him about eating his own poo.

Then, my two doggies parked themselves at the entrance of the kitchen and watched me lovingly as I washed and hung the clothes and folded those that were dry.

They eyed my every move with twisted fascination as I washed the dishes and cleared their pee and poo. The duo kept hanging around as my brother vacuumed the floor.

It bore some semblance to my mother's usual routine that they have gotten used to and you can almost hear their happy sighs. Dogs love having a routine and they are missing my mom dearly.

I miss her too and I hope she comes back from her holiday in Korea soon.