There are a few stumbling blocks to attempting yoga here at the Lodge. The candles are lit, the New Age music hums in the background. All is serene except a handful of small, yappy dogs. Small, yappy dogs that are convinced I have come up with a new game for them. They tug at the yoga mat, prop themselves against my Lotus-twisted thighs and collapse belly up two inches away from my ground-level nose.
My favorite pose, Downward Facing Dog, perfectly mimics our friends’ paws-down, butt-up gesture that signals play! I do not want to play, I tell the guests. I want to do twenty minutes of something I really don’t want to do. Yoga is slow, methodical and focused, everything I am not. It keeps company with all the other things I don’t want to do; teeth cleaning and colonoscopies, to name a few.
The guests ignore me when I explain this, too busy chasing each other around and under my Bridge pose. Half the time, the guests win out. I give up, laughing and rolling around with them. This is what I call Doga, an exercise regimen that builds the heart and happiness muscles. I like it way better than all the Warrior poses in the world.
Have you looked at your dog tag lately? Your dog’s, actually. Having had hundreds of guests visit Little Pup Lodge over the years, I’ve noticed the following fails with identification info:
Engraved name tags with name and phone number worn off. It happens over time and not the kind of thing a guardian would notice, so take a look-see.
Out-of-date contact information.
Rabies, chip, and license tags but no i.d.
Identification tags on harnesses, though the dog sometimes (or often) isn’t wearing it.
For the safety of your fur baby, always assume that a disaster looms just over the horizon. Could be another Katrina, earthquake, twister, or a recently elected lunatic with access to the nuclear codes. Be safe.
Welcome to the first Little Pup Lodge blog entry. I wanted to name this the Odd Thought Dog Blog, but it was too long to fit on the menu. Here’s something I’ve been pondering: how many metaphors, analogies, idioms, etc. refer to man’s best friend? Here’s a few. Man’s best friend. Dog-tired. My dogs are barking (Translation: my feet are sore). Dog-day afternoon. Lie down with dogs, get up with fleas. Bone of contention. Barking up the wrong tree. Lie like a dog. Crooked as a dog’s hind leg. Dog-eat-dog world. Dog in a manger. Let sleeping dogs lie. I’m sure there’s many more; add yours. No fair googling!