Getting In Shape

So I guess my mom and dad don't understand that I'm getting old. I've reached that age where I want to just lay on my mom or dads' feet and get a good belly scratch but noooooo.... that crazy mom of mine has decided that I'm getting fat and I need to get in better shape. Sigh... I tell you, she's been working my tail off. She's got on this crazy Yoga kick where she goes to classes almost every day. Instead of coming home and relaxing after her workout, she spends another hour almost every day making me do Yoga too. She always makes me start by sitting and meditating. Then she makes me go through what she calls a "doggy salutation" where I have to do downward dog, then plank pose, then I lay on my tummy and then I go through the whole routine again. She calls it "doggaranga" and it's very tiring. In the end she does let me lie on my back for a few minutes while she rubs my belly. She calls that one Dogvasana and I must admit that I like that part.

Last weekend she also took me on a hike around a park at event called "Strutt Your Mutt." I must admit, it was pretty fun. Even though it was really hot and I am part St. Bernard so I don't do great in the sun, it was really fun to hang out with thousands of other dog friends. My little brother, Parley, was a freak. He practically pulled my mom around the park even though she kept begging him to heel, but I was walking with my mom's friend who doesn't have a dog of her own to love, so I was very good for her and walked right by her side the whole time.

Anyway, I guess it's good for me and I do enjoy the hikes and mountain outings. I just wish my mom would lay off the dumb Yoga routine. It's so embarassing! Sigh...