Pal has a visitor coming on Saturday.
I'll be giving him a bath tomorrow so he looks all pretty. He's laying here by me right now with his belly on the floor and his back legs sticking out straight behind him.
If he does get adopted on Saturday, it will be kind of sad, because he is just now learning to tolerate Fiona. And Fiona has even been putting out feelers to see if Pal might be into a friendly cross species tussle and chase session. I would love to watch that. I really would. But we may not get the chance.
It speaks to his intelligence that he has come so far from such a rough and rowdy beginning with us.
In other news... I joined a yoga group that meets four days a week at the Senior Center. It is Kundalini yoga class. Quite different than what I have practiced in the past.
At first I thought.... hmmmm... this isn't as strenuous as my other yoga classes, but after my second class, my sore muscles are making me re-think that nonsense. In any case, it is good to be going to any kind of yoga class again. I already met a fellow knitter there!
So today I am heading out to my art class at that very same Senior Center.
It's a great place. It is full of people who are still interested in learning new things and staying active. They are a cheerful bunch over there, and I can use all the cheerful I can get right now.
So now that I have stirred up my Prana, I shall go to class and get in touch with my inner