It's Flashback Friday and this time we're staying on the prairies but it's going to be an adventure all the same. Flashback two years and we're heading for a hotel close to home but with an interesting event going... Feeding Furbabes.
The title of the event intrigued me as I fed my last dog an all home-made diet. And, I still have my dog food cookbook on the back burner of things I mean to do. Except that wasn't what had my interest, it was the demo of Goat Yoga. Who could dodge an invite like that? Apparently a few people I discover after sending out some texts. No one but me seemed interested in checking this event out.
So, who cares about the naysayers, there are eleven strangers who were on the same wavelength - goats rock.
This is a pet event so you can bring your pet! Great. I don't have a pet right now but I love animals so I was looking forward to some pet interaction. When the first one I see is a crazy happy puppy jumping up as far as his leash lets him, I reach down to pet him at which point he decided to wrestle my hand with his needle sharp puppy teeth. One bleeding thumb wrapped in a tissue- later, I'm signing in.
"I'm sorry there are no goats today."
Now that news just bites - harder than the puppy. And, as if anticipating this, there is a trio lined up to deliver the news. One of the goats is sick and from what I understand it is only precautionary, nothing life threatening. So, that's a relief. And the yoga is going on as planned...
But no goats. I mean, goat yoga isn't exactly anything but yoga without a goat. Not exactly true.
"It's still on but now it's puppy yoga," says the tall man at the end with a hopeful tone as if puppies fix everything.
Puppy yoga, hmmm.
"We can refund your money."
Nope. I'm in.
So puppy yoga it is. And with eight adorable puppies, a group of puppy wranglers and twelve yoga participants, it was an interesting event. Try to do downward dog with a real dog licking your toes. So after an hour of puppy cuddles and kisses, and some attempts at yoga - puppy yoga ends. Apparently animals in yoga is a bit of a thing. The instructor has a studio where she has cat yoga.
It's been fun and entertaining and I actually got some exercise. Plus, I reconnected with someone who I'd gone to obedience training with my puppy ages ago and yet it seems like yesterday. Now both dogs are gone. Time moves on and sometimes we say goodbye what seems like too many times. But now isn't time for sad thoughts. Instead we laugh at the memories of those puppies of long ago, as a real-time puppy has crashed in my lap.
So, yes - no goats but puppy yoga was a hit.
Goat yoga - when life gets back to normal I sure hope this event comes back to town. If it does - count me in! And I might be hoping that it again morphs to puppy yoga. Either way, it should be fun.
Ryshia
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