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Looks can be deceiving: Soon to become the demolisher of shoes, render of socks, dragger of my bride's undies into the middle of the living room. At this stage though, she would venture only to that top step. Low evening sun. I went down the steps, focussed on the front edge; took my meter reading; overexposed two stops, and called the puppy's name. She came right to the spot, stopped and looked right at me. Click. Boooring.....off to find something to get into.