We’re gonna need a bigger mat

We’re gonna need a bigger mat

my personal trainer

my personal trainer

Oh, whatta summer. The Minis have been in Texas for two weeks and Bella has been missing them! For the first week it was just us girls. It was awfully sad for the first couple of days. Whenever we got home from our evening walk she’d check the girls’ rooms and Mike’s office to see if they came home yet. I think she was creeping the fish out a little, so I put up baby gates.

We seem to have bonded over our morning walks. We have a good run at the park. The first lap is her hauling me like it’s the Iditarod but the second and third laps are just fun. She looks angelic with all her legfur flying. Now my shoes look properly worn down instead of that embarrassing bright white. Love it.

What we cannot agree on, however, is the yoga mat. She wants to plop herself right next to me while I do crunches. With beds and sleeping bags I am inflexible. No dogs allowed. But her love for the yoga mat cracks me up. I’ve got to find a full-size yoga mat.

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