An improbable latrine

This succulent plant adorns many of the borders in the complex where we live. For some reason it also attracts Mabli’s attention. She selects one in particular as her bespoke latrine, choosing to precariously squat over it while doing her business. As well as posing a danger to her nether regions, the razor sharp teeth lining each leaf complicate the matter of delicately removing the warm deposit while wearing a thin plastic bag over my hand.