Tuesday, August 3, 2010

today yoga was a spectator sport


This was a compromise really. He was all over the place today, waiting until I was in some compromising position and then sticking his big butt in my face or biting my wrists. At some point he laid down next to the mat but would still move so that he could either stare me in the eye or hit me with his tail.

i also like how he looks like he is actually dead save for the murderous glint in his eyes

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