Doing yoga today reminded me of when I used to do it in my room in ny, with kitty watching me from my bed. I guess back then there weren't many places he could go so he would inevitably end up on my bed when I was doing yoga pretty frequently, whereas down here he could be any number of places and not even realize that he'd completely missed his opportunity to glare at me and/or stick his butt in my face.
Fortunately for him (and me) today he was camped out on the couch, ready to observe my practice.
It was comforting.
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