Does anyone else have problems practicing yoga because of their cats?

Today, this is how Chester participated:

1. Sat on my lap during my pre-yoga meditation. Since he only sits on my lap once a year, I could hardly get rid of him.

2. Moved over to sharpen his claws on my pressed foam blocks, removing some of the foam from said new blocks. I had to break a pose to stop that one.

3. Grabbed my timer and dragged it across the basement.

4. Sat on my page of poses so I couldn't see what I was supposed to do next.

5. While I was lying on my back, came and sat down by my head and grabbed all my hair with his claws. He reeled me in so tightly that I couldn't move my head to do the pose.

6. Just to show off, he sat in front of me, lifted one leg behind his head and started grooming his inner thighs. I was impressed and disheartened. I think he was laughing.

Copyright © Susan Mawdsley
July 21, 2001