Once every six months or so our gym has a special class, “Puppy Yoga” in the courtyard where a non-profit dog shelter brings a bunch of puppies in for a special yoga class, “Puppy Yoga.” The members pay an extra $10 to take the class with the money going to the non-profit.
There is the only other guy in the class. People called me a good sport for some reason. I love puppies, especially other people’s puppies.
The dogs were little beggars. The volunteers were handing out treats to the attendees and we were shook down by the dogs and as soon as we gave them all away then they had nothing to do with us, the little beggars.
Smiles all around everywhere.
The instructor had 26 animal themed yoga poses for us. I don’t remember them all but you know, up dog, down dog, cat, cow, pigeon, crow (for the more adept students, and so on. She made it a lot of fun.
Sometimes if you could grab a puppy you just did the hold puppy pose. This is my wife doing just that.
And then my turn.
Everybody had a lot of fun. The dogs were exhausted at the end. I’ll be back the next time they have it.
Toward the end, a wasp crashed the party and stung me pretty good. Before the night was over my foot swelled up and turned red. My wife rescued me with some antihistamines. I went home and further treated it with a couple of my favorite beers.
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